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God help me. I kept pacing the length of the kitchen, pausing every few passes to glance at my phone on the counter.
That call we'd ignored last night had been from Jolie. She'd followed up later with a text that she had something to talk to me about, and could we please meet around eleven-thirty at the apartment.
I was happy to include the two of you, even though you could have had your specialized dinner at your own place, Dirk. But for whatever reason, you decided you needed to hijack my day.
Then to top it all off, you had to ruin that meal, too!" Chris hugged me when I turned and leaned my head against his chest, suddenly feeling exhausted. His lips pressed against the top of my head, and one hand stroked my hair.
The more steady beat of his heart beneath my ear was calming, breaking through the pounding of my own in my head.
Well, history. " I gasped at his fingers on my hip now. Stroking my waist. I licked my lips. "Why not ask me if I was into a guy with piercings before you took me to bed?" "I was enamored from the start.
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By the time I had, it had been a month. I checked my credit card bill and saw the room charge wasn't on it. Maybe I'd left some cash. I couldn't remember.
I was on my side facing him, and I kept sighing from his fingers casually running through my hair. He glanced at me. "You know the song, 'Mrs. Robinson,' by Simon and Garfunkel.
Then one day, I swung by our shared apartment over the studio before I headed to my second job. " I tried to read the emotions in his eyes, but they were dark and clouded now. Gazing somewhere off to the side of the bed. "She was with two of her guy friends in our bed. They were the ones who had quote-unquote 'taught' me to nurture my dominant side.
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But even then, the jobs were harder to come by than I had been originally led to believe. I'd thought wanting to be an archaeologist was too limited. My chosen field ended up being too broad. After graduation, I did some subbing and really liked the science classes.
"That feels so good. " I hummed and twisted my hand, keeping the friction to a minimum. He moaned deeper and rubbed his fingertips against my scalp. It was like a mutual massage for a couple of minutes while I continued to suck gently on the head of his cock. Switching tactics, I circled my right thumb and first two fingers around him then stroked just under the head while I paid homage to his balls.
But for one reason or another, it never worked out. I wondered if it was me or the piercings. I became less assertive. Only talked to girls if they initiated it. For those who did approach me, I didn't come right out and explain how I was.