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Eventually, I whispered, "Why me?" "Hmm?" His fingertip traced the ridge of each of my cheekbones. "What do you mean?" "Why pursue me.
He knew I couldn't last long with that kind of torture. Not wanting to give in just yet, I bit my lip, trying to tamper the inevitable mewling that always resulted from this kind of foreplay.
He folded his arms on the table as well, one hand around his paper cup.
" I wrapped my fingers around his hand on my cheek, squeezing tightly. "I was so scared.
" I shivered as the water started to get cooler, but I didn't want to get out. Not yet.
Brushing my teeth made a vast improvement.
There's no nice way to put this.