“If I remember correctly—and I know I do—I was being driven wild by your breasts.” He moved his hand to her knee and then slid his hand up under her dress to her thigh. “I was also fucking losing it because I realized that when I touch you, you close your eyes, with that look of ecstasy on your face, and that’s the same way you look when you bite into a pastry that you really love.” He moved his hand up higher and hooked his thumb around her underwear. “And it made me think that I desperately wanted to touch you everywhere—with my hands, my lips, my tongue—so I could see if you look like that
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