Not liking that distance between them, she again caught the front waistband of his shorts and drew him back to her. She loved being held against his hard body, the heat of him, the smell of his skin. “I thought you liked it when I jumped you.”
“Yeah,” he said, his voice going husky with suggestion. “How about you get naked first, though?”
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