I had this burning desire to make her happy. Wrapping my arms around her from behind, I walked with her into the living room, burying my face in her hair. “You smell delicious,” I murmured. “Tate...,” she whispered as I trailed my lips from her earlobe down her neck. “I want you. All the time.” She giggled, but I felt her body shake in my arms. I was turning her on. "I see. So, this is a sexcapade weekend, not just to relax." "We can do both. I have confidence in us." She giggled again, smacking my thigh. "So do I." I was starved for her. I needed to make her mine, and I was satisfied that we
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