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She leans her head to the side, making room for my mouth to explore her neck. “Maybe I just think you’re hot when you’re pissed.”
“I think it’s both.” I slide my hands around to her stomach. I sneak one up, my thumb grazing the underside of her breasts, and the other down, the tips of my fingers finding the top of her panties through her dress. God, this is a terrible idea
