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1: His groping hands

book 3: Acting the fool

"Please take me, make me yours". I am moaning into his ear, my hands grabbing at his hair.

His hand is supposed to rest on my thigh just under my dress, but either he has the world longest fingers or he has his hand much higher up. I can feel the tips of his fingers ghosting my skin, half an inch more and they will be touching my panties.

"I wish I could, darling, but I am still married. We have to wait". He says, his voice is sad but I see a twinkle in his eyes, the mischievous one I really hate.

I try to concentrate, it is not easy with him so close. His hand there and you know, that scent, he smells so damn good. What was I supposed to say next ?

Trying to buy a little time. I press myself closer to him, feeling his hard body through the thin fabric of his shirt. "But she will never know, why wait ?"

"Because it is the right thing to do, and if she ever found out I would lose everything". He is gently caressing my face, his other hand reaching the hem o
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