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And he did. For about an hour.
"One down. Two to go. At least." Saturday morning, he woke to the smell of coffee and the weight of her straddling his hips. "Morning, sleepyhead," she said, already naked beneath the rumpled sheets. "I made you breakfast. But first…" She slid down his body. "Dessert." Shaiden Rogue - Girlfriend Drains My Balls In -...
She leaned down, her lips ghosting over his. "Good. That means I did my job." Then she slipped under the covers. "One more for the road." And he did
"And you said no." Her smile was pure wickedness. "But now we’re here. No cell service. No neighbors. Just you and me… and my growing need to drain every last bit of stress out of you." Two to go
"Shaiden, I have nothing left. I’m running on fumes."
Except the coffee went cold. Because ten minutes later, she was bent over the kitchen counter, looking back at him with those hungry eyes. "I changed my mind. One more before eggs."
That one left him gripping the counter for support. "Shaiden… I literally can’t."