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Every spark I had imagined was right as Frank's lips stayed on mine. It was like an electrical connection running from my lips up my vagina. I supported myself, holding on to his shoulders and by the time we pulled apart from each other, we were trying to catch our breath.

"Damn, I-" he shook his head but I stopped him with another kiss. We stared at each other when we pulled away a second time and I nodded fast, knowing what his silent question was.

His hands cupped my boobs and he groaned in satisfaction, I could just tell that he must have been waiting to do that all along.

His hands played over my nipples through the shirt and I wanted more than ever for him to rip the shirt off me. He reconnected our lips and began to kiss my neck, tracing down to my boobs and I moaned when his lips were close to my nipples, he stopped.

I moaned in dissatisfaction, "what's wrong?"

"We shouldn't be doing this." He sighed, getting to his feet, "you sai