He moved slowly as she’d instructed, but also because his dick was so hard he couldn’t move quickly. Too painful even in dress pants.And then he just stood there, his body thrumming with hunger while he watched her. What was the woman up to? She’d already surprised him a couple times tonight. Few women would let him fondle her in public like this--even in a dark alley. Those that would usually fell into the flaky, adrenaline seekers.But she wasn’t like that. Despite her gossip-girl leanings, she was always in control, using her anecdotes and her flamboyant stories to distract people. It was her way of being part of the party without actually becoming vulnerable to it.He recognized the need even if he didn’t make the same choices. Which made it doubly surprising when she’d let him press her against a wall, undress her, and make her come. He’d seen the struggle in her, the moments when she chose to trust him. That had not only surprised him, but it had exponentially ramped up his desire for her.But now she was asking for the same trust back from him.
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