My husband's face flashed in my mind, probably hunched over his laptop, lost in his stories, while I lived them out. I tugged at James's waistband, the fabric catching on his erection. He pulled back, shedding the briefs, and his **** sprang freemassive, intimidating. I gasped, wrapping my hand around it, feeling its weight, its heat. Looking into his eyes, I whispered, "I want every inch of you inside me tonight."
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