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Bringing Christmas every year instead of stealing it. When I turned on the light, I noticed tissues littered the floor around the garbage can.
I was still shaking and mumbling when he dislodged himself from my body and laid me down, caressing my face and hair. Whispering for me that he was there.
Grasped in his loose fist was a folded piece of paper. "I really am sorry.
"Why come clean after all this time?" Dirk didn't answer but went back to the door and pulled it open. Jolie paused in the doorway, worrying her lower lip while she looked around.
Fighting internally now between wanting to know what was going on outside this room and getting lost in my lover's charms. His fingers and then his cock pressing between my legs made the decision.
Then he grabbed both of my hips and yanked me up onto my knees. He drew back and crashed into me, making me scream again.
I wondered if he was mad at me, though I could swear he had sat beside me on the bed at least twice, stroking my forehead and hair.
" His thumb stroked my wrists now, which caused a low moan to creep up my throat.