“Strip! What are you waiting for?” Alyssa whispered, bringing him out of his daze. He grinned at her and followed her to the bed, hovering over her while his leg pinned her to the bed. “I’m waiting for you to do the honors.” He winked at her, his face inches away from hers, ready to devour her sweet lips again. He just couldn’t get enough of her. She giggled and pulled the tee shirt off him in one yank, eager to please him. She struggled to unbutton his jeans. “You’re taking ages, Alyssa.” Unable to control himself, he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off him leaving him only in a pair of boxers. “Now, it’s your turn,” she breathed, her fingers already roaming all over his body. His breath hitched as he closed his eyes to feel her touch on him. It felt so heavenly that he was drunk in her touch. “You’ve made me uncontrollable. Touch me, please,” he pleaded. Alyssa smiled, a sense of power washing over her at seeing his response to her touch. It was the same as it was the first
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