“Should one of us….?” I catch his eye, and I can see the hesitance. If there’s no one here, there’s no reason for us to do this in the same room. But I’m stroking myself for real now, and his hand is warm on my leg, and I don’t want either of us to move. “Nah,” I say. He licks his lips, and his mouth hangs slightly open as his breathing picks up. I don’t think he’s ever actually watched me during this before, and I don’t hate it. I feel lust-drunk and pesky things like consequences are getting less important by the second. I throw my head back again, stretching out my body and finally pulling
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