In less than a minute, we’re both completely naked. I let out a slight gasp when he drops his boxers and I see exactly what I’m about to enjoy. Am I licking my lips? I think I must be, but Sean presses his mouth over mine again and I lose everything thought that isn't yes. Yes to this. Yes to all of this. How have I gone so long living without experiencing this moment? Everything about it is perfect. Just, yes. "Violet," he murmurs as he traces his fingers down my back. I shiver with anticipation, needing him, needing all of him, needing him as quickly and as fiercely as possible. Oh yes, Sean Moormead is exactly what I need. I let go of all the stress, all the embarrassment, all the frustrations of the week and just let myself be. He grabs my hips and pulls me in close to him, not letting our lips part for a second as he pushes against my thigh with his cock. I let out a moan.
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