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Miranda POV

I was facing Joel and trying desperately to not stare appreciatively at the swell in his pants that I’m sure I had caused when we kissed and pressed myself tightly against him. My cheeks burned red and my core clenched as I glanced up and saw the crooked smirk on his face, catching me staring at his package. He shifted purposefully, forcing his pants to tighten against his harness, making the outline more prominent and I felt my panties dampen.

"Like what you see?" interrupted where my thoughts were taking me and now my whole face and neck felt like they were on fire. "Its okay baby cause as you can tell, I really like what I see."

I really didn't know how to respond to such forwardness, I had never been with a man this assertive and to be honest I was always a little shy anyways. I thought he said he was nervous as hell but he sure didn't act like it. He sat there and spoke as if he was quite sure of himself and while I was turned on, I was also confused. Is this just