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I sucked in a deep breath, my heart hammering when he smirked and rose from his seat, stepping forward to push my legs apart and position himself in between them. He held my hair behind my back and traced the outline of my lips with his long fingers, his facial expression wistful before he bent and kissed me softly. His lips were firm and soft, and he was well experienced in suction. Tilting my head to the side and parting my lips, I gave him access to the wine-tasting land in my mouth. Shit, I gripped his wrists when his tongue became urgent, doing insane things and making my pussy lips tighten and moisten. When he pulled back suddenly, his blue eyes wild and frantic, he whispered. “Welcome home, Elaine.”

I beamed, pulling his face down to mine once more, and quivering as his tongue swept over my bottom lip. Ugh. “Thanks for having me, Mr. Sturm. I'm glad we came here.”

He trapped my bottom lip in between his teeth, tugging lightly. I exhaled in delight, locking my arms around his ne