When we reached his, or I suppose for the weekend, our bedroom, he sat down on the bed and looked me up and down. I moved to remove my hoodie, but he grabbed my hands before I could even lift it up an inch. “What do you like?” He asked me. His eyes were glued to mine, his lips slightly parted. His hands felt warm, I hadn’t noticed before how much bi
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