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The heat of his palm was palpable as it lingered over one nipple, which seemed to strain for his contact. I clutched at the couch cushion, but my nails just scraped the plush material.
And that made me shiver. "Once I started at the university, I grew to like the biology courses," Chris continued, pausing to alternate between drinking and eating as he spoke.
For several long seconds, he just held his fist up, apparently making sure my eyes were on it. Suddenly, he loosened his grip, and a narrow chain fell tinkling down with two tiny rubber-tipped clamps swinging back and forth over my chest.
"Something about your attitude that day in the mall drew me to you.
" "I can't even begin to imagine the pressure. " "I had ideas about what I wanted to be.
When he returned, he turned on the other lamp by my side of the bed.