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He knows what he’s doing.

I know what he’s doing…what he wants to do.

“This is your last warning, Drew…”

I don’t say anything.

I let it happen.

Slice Twelve

Winston

Iwas right. She crumpled.

I had to wrap my arm around Drew’s waist to keep her from falling as I claimed her mouth with my own.

I pull my lips from hers, running kisses across her jawline.

“See? I told you so.”

I trail down her neck, biting at her sensitive skin and licking away the sting.

“I’ve thought about kissing you every single night since it first happened. You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to pull you into me and not let you go until the sun came up.”

She moans.

“You’ve thought about it too, haven’t you?”

“Y-Yes. But, Winston?”

“What?”

“Shut the fuck up and keep kissing me.”

I laugh against her, moving back to her lips. “Yes, ma’am.”

She groans at my words, and the noise has my hips jutting forward, seeking any contact I can get from her.

I grab her ass cheeks, lifting her onto the dryer and pushing between her thighs and pulling her to the edge so I can feel her pussy on my cock.

I reach behind her for the controls.

“What are you doing?”

“Turning this on.” I flip the switch.

“What?” She latches on to me when it kicks to life. “Why?”

“Because I’m about to make you come, and I’d rather they not hear us.”

She gasps as I slide my hands into her hair and pull her toward me, crashing my lips to hers again.

They’re soft.

I hate them and love them all at once.

She moves against me, needing all the same things I do, and I want to give them to her.

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