Sam

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“You can put your arm around me,” I say primly, hoping to regain even an ounce of control as I straighten his clothes too. “But that’s all.” I slide my hand against the slight bulge in his pants as I smooth his shirt, making him hiss out a breath. His jaw tightens as I smile sweetly up at him. “Or we forget this entire thing and go back up to our room and you put your thighs around my ears for the rest of the night,” he offers smoothly. My entire body flushes hot, pinpricks of pleasure radiating through me. I somehow keep my expression neutral. “But we must think about the youths,” I say, ...more
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