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Hope's hips gyrated. She needed him deep inside. "Yes, yes." She muttered, pushing close,
holding on.
She ground against him but he halted her. "You didn't tell me what it felt like."
She could play this game. "It felt like you were sucking on me. Now I understand why men
like the feeling of a woman's nipple in their mouth."
Brad released her hands. He looked up at the ceiling and took a rich, deep breath. He must be close to
coming and he was trying desperately to regain control.
"Are you all right?" Hope lifted and balanced on her elbows.
"Lie down," he asked.
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