“Like what you see?” “Very much.” “I don’t know,” I say demurely, nipping at his luscious bottom lip with the graze of my teeth. “That doesn’t sound very convincing.” He growls, leaning forward to follow the heat of my lips. I lean back just enough to keep him away. “You want to know how much I like you in lingerie?” he asks, breathing hard. “I like it so much that I want to devour you whole. I like it so much that it’s the only thing I want you to wear from now on. Morning, noon, and night. I want you waiting in my bed all covered in lace, ready and waiting for me after the end of each
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