He glances at my simple cotton boy shorts and fingers the seam of them, making me shudder. “You know, I thought I was dreaming the other night. When you were sprawled all over me. You wanted me to kiss you that night too, didn’t you?” “I was sprawled because you pulled me down, and yes. But.” I exhale out a shaky breath. “I don’t know how this is kissing.” He smiles, and then his thumb gets inside my panties and makes contact with the outer edge of my core, making me jerk. I gasp out his name when the blunt pad of his thumb flicks it. So casually, like it’s mundane, him touching the edge of my
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