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I finally look up. I do not have to say anything; the answer is burning in my eyes. We make our way to your car, exchanging seductive glances as you open my door and I start to climb inside. I relax in your embrace and return the kiss with vigor.
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You tilt your head toward me with a cocked eyebrow and a fals reprimand for distracting you from the road. Which only encourages my teasing. I lean further, pressing my chest into your shoulder. As my lips make their way up your neck. At the same pace that my hand travels up your thigh, until my palm firmly rubs your groin just as my mouth tugs gently at your earlobe. I cannot wait to reach the hotel, I want to let this flame ignite and burn freely.
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