I lifted her off the floor and planted her ass on top of the desk. She parted her legs, and I stepped closer. My cock pressed firmly against her, and she locked her ankles at my back. I squeezed my fingers into her waist as she held me closer. Inside. Inside. Inside. It dawned on me that I didn’t have my wallet with me. “Sienna,” I started. “Yes?” “I won’t do anything you don’t want to. But I have to tell you,” I confessed before stealing another kiss. “I don’t have my wallet.” “Are you wanting to show me your ID?” The sass was thick, and I snorted a laugh. “No, I don’t have my wallet. Which
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