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He didn’t take his eyes off me as I pulled the sweats from my skin. Not too long ago, I would have felt shy or embarrassed to strip off in front of any man. Thale was different. He was mine. He was devoted to me. Exposing myself like this to him was a way of proving that I felt the same way about him.

My bare feet stepped towards him on the concrete floor, taking up my position again on his lap. His palms came to rest on my hips. The sensation of his strong hands enough to make me wetter than I already was.

I traced my fingertips down his chest, the action making his breath quicken as I got lower. Reaching the zip of his jeans I pulled it down, the sound making me restless for what was underneath. He lifted himself up a little so I could drag the items down, allowing his now stiff cock to be set free. This time I didn’t want any foreplay. I didn’t even want to kiss him. I only desired to observe his features as I made my next move.

I took hold of h