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I kick my sneakers off and pull my shirt over my head “Hours,” I say I unbuttonthes my arm when I reach behind my back to unfastento rush the first tiet to love you”

My heart trips a beat “Okay,” I say quietly I sit down on the side of the bed and crossa little self-conscious, particularly since I’ everyday panties and my ratty, old comfy bra

Matt taps er, and I look up at hi,” he says He stands up and unfastens his belt, then pulls the belt from the buckle He shoves his jeans down over his hips, and I can’t jerk my eyes ahen I see that his boxers are tented by his… God, he’s huge “Stop thinking about that, too,” he says over a laugh

“Lie down on your stomach,” he says He walks into my bathroom and comes back with a bottle of lotion I crawl across the bed and lay my head on my pillow, my arms crossed beneath it I watch him as he walks slowly toward me “God, you’re so beautiful,” he says quietly He sits down beside ether briskly to warm it up

“What are you doing?” I ask

“Taking care of you,” he says His hip touches mine, and then his warm, slick hands land on ertips, and it feels so daood that a moan leaves my throat “This okay?” he asks

Imy face into my pillow “Please don’t stop” I say

He chuckles “I won’t” He does lift his hands for a h, so that he can cliht on me, but I can feel him, heavy and hard on top of my lower back “Can I undo this?” he asks quietly, his voice suddenly rough and abraded when he pulls gently on

“Yes,” I squeak into my pillow

“What?” he asks with a laugh

I turn my face and say quietly, “Yes, please” Then I bury ain so he won’t see how flushed my skin is

He unclasps in to do s up and downal from my neck to my shoulder to my back and down to my bottom He stops when he reaches the elastic of my panties

“Don’t stop,” I whimper

“Tell me what happened with your mother,” he says when he has me sated and happy

“I don’t want to,” I mutter

He lifts his hands from my body “I’ll stop now, then,” he says Then he waits