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Chloe stared wide eyed at him. She saw the heated desire in his eyes and knew he was thinking of how he’d held her in his arms, his hand on her breast, his other hand inside her shorts. How he had taken off her clothes and his tongue deep inside of her. Giving her the best orgasm of her life. He’d rocketed her from zero to a hundred in seconds and she had not stopped thinking about him either. She wasn't sure she would even be able to.

This talk was just too awkward... Too Sexual and personal and arousing as hell. Mostly because she still really, desperately, wanted to strip him naked and do wicked, wicked things to him.

Without giving her a chance to respond, Timothy let go of her hand and pulled away from her. He didn't leave the couch, but he had to put some distance between them now because he knew that if he didn't he would kiss her again and he wanted her to be the one to make the move. At least that way he would know that she was willing to get involved with him that way again.