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The date was lovely, we had dinner and walked along the beach, as we headed back to his car we were holding hands and stopped to make out a few times. He put his hand in my hair as we kissed and I shivered as my body tried to take control of my mind.
“I really should get home, I have work really early tomorrow” I reminded him apologetically. He seemed to understand and we got in his car and headed back to my place.
He parked across from the share house I lived in at the time and I unbuckled my seatbelt to kiss him once more. I whimpered quietly as his hand brushed my neck and leaned into the kiss as his fingertips followed the neckline of my top. I drew a shaking breath as he brushed gently over the soft curve of my cleavage and I felt my body shivering in anticipation.
“I need to go in” I reminded him between sloppy kisses, my own hands twisting his shirt as I flexed my fingers into fists as my body surged.
“Then go” he challenged in a whisper as his kisses moved to my neck. I broke away from the kiss and lifted my dress off over my head before ravenously diving at him for more. I gasped for breath through sloppy lips as his hands explored my body, his fingers tickled me as they traced over the purple lace of my bra then down my side and over my thigh.
His kisses moved lower as his hand moved higher, his lips felt like little sparks on my collarbone and I reached behind myself, unhitched my bra and threw…
