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at the knees. I couldn’t believe this was the

ke a left,” I said weakly. “On the

enry said w

g else, to kiss me again, hell, even to flirt with me! But he stayed silent,

s how it’s going to be from now on? I wondered as the limo slowly rolled to a stop. Is h

oor. His arm grazed the front of my dress and I shivered, suddenly wishing

I stared at him and tried t

ked slowly. The words hung in

d. He grinned. “W

swept a bunch of papers off

“At least I don’t have a roommate. But I’m s

d even start to process what was happening, he pressed his lips against mine and kissed me deeply. I moaned as

ith his teeth. Tendrils of lust snaked down my spine and I shuddered, pressing my body to his. My wet dress

line, like he was made of all the boys’ clubs and money in the world. I closed my eyes and shuddered as Henry’s fingers slid down my bare

oped me up with an arm against the backs of my knees. I cried out in surprise as he carried me swift

ake any excuses or apologize, Henry pulled me into his arms and he was kissing me deeply once more. By now, my lips were so raw and chafed from kissing Henry that t

asts with clear lust in his eyes. I blushed as Henry gently cupped my breasts with both hands. The heat from his hands soaked through the wet materia

wanted Henry Cooper inside of

w myself into H

aughed gently and brushed my hands away. I gasped as he pulled his shirt off, revealing a shiny, muscular chest free of ha

est. When my hands were grazing the waistband of his pants, Henry groaned again.

nry groaned. “That’s for

unfastened his pants. Henry lifted his hips and I pulled the trousers down his long legs, throwing them to

k pushed the front of his underwear straight up into the air and I shivered