Aurora stirs against me, a soft moan leaving her lips. The sound does nothing to help my cock straining painfully against my zipper. It really doesn’t help when she grinds herself against it. “Cam,” she moans, her tone heady from sleep. I’ve never liked my name more. Her hips grind against me again, her soft sigh fanning against my chest. “Please,” she whimpers in her sleep, her hips rocking furiously against me. Jesus Christ, I’m going to come if she doesn’t stop. I pull her body on top of mine, my hands resting on her lower back, stirring her awake, her pretty hazel eyes finally opening.
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