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He shrugged. “We can be quiet, can’t we?”
I giggled. “I don’t know; canwe? Have weeverbeen quiet?”
He snickered. Without another word, he placed one hand over my mouth to silence me. “How’s this?” he growled, his breath hot on my ear.
The presence and power of his big hand on my mouth—combined with the thrill that someone might hear us—sent a wildfire sweeping through me. My pussy clenched with molten desire, needing him andonlyhim.
“Yes,”I moaned, my husky voice muffled against his palm.
He climbed on top of me and shushed me with a kiss instead.
“I love you so much, McKayla,” he whispered as he parted my folds and glided into me.
“I love you, Brett,” I sighed, my insides tingling as he filled me completely.
THE END.
