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When our lips were only an inch apart, I murmured, "Yes. I'm yours forever, Chris Berry.
"Holly!" Chris turned off the water and climbed into the tub, too, gathering me in a towel. "Whatever has come over you?" I was too numb to do anything but shiver, my teeth chattering.
He carried me to my room.
And as much as he liked to tease me with his finger at my asshole-and I enjoyed it-I was adamant that it was the only thing inserted there. For the past few weeks, we'd been concentrating on orgasm control.
"Something about your attitude that day in the mall drew me to you. I'd watched you earlier, doing your window shopping.
The bed springs squeaked. I expected him to come around to stand by me.