Just for a Little While
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“Oh, thank god. I was so worried,” she muttered between kisses.
“About what?”
“How the hell I was going to survive without your cock. I was going to put to the test if someone could die from sexual starvation.”
I barked a laugh that quickly morphed to a moan when she bit her way down my neck. “We couldn’t have that.”
“No. In fact, I’m pretty hungry right now, Dr. Deander.”
I drove my hand in her hair, fisting it tight to tug her back—taking control. “What are you hungry for?”
“You.”
With a growl, I stood and laid her out on the floor, roughly shoving her dress up only to find her pussy bare.
“Yes,” I hissed, ripping my pants open and wasting no time to bury myself between her thighs with a simple promise. “Just for a little while. I have to pack.”
“Just for a little while,” she agreed.
But we both knew it was a lie because it was a long while before we got up from that floor and even longer before we put any clothes on.
Exactly how I liked it.