i tired of him making fun of my whitesnake obsession, so i danced for him like tawny kitaen: white dress, wild hair. he stared at me, eyes wide, lips parted and smiling. after the song ended he pulled me down onto his lap. i freed him of his jeans, touched his mouth with my fingertip, kissed the bridge of his nose. he lifted me up with one arm around my waist, entered me, pulled me back down. fucked me, pulling my hair, staring into my eyes.

no more teasing? i breathed against his jaw as i swirled my hips. no more teasing he moaned.

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