“I’m honored, too.” She slides another inch closer to me, trapping my cock between our bellies. “I’m the first person you’ve told about wanting build porches and decks for a living, aren’t I?” “Of course you are,” I say, wrapping an arm around her waist and dragging her up against me where we exhale roughly into one another’s mouths, our hips locking together. Sweet Christ, yes. “You’re my first everything.” Neither one of us makes the move to light the sexual wick that will burn out of control. We hover there, in the place right before the explosion, our hearts hammering together, fingers
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