“Football makes me horny,” she whispered, I shivered.  Squeezing my dick, Bella nipped to tease my chilled ear lobe.  “Come on, Edward.” She pursed pretty lips, pouting, irresistible.  “Don’t you want to have your wicked way with me?” Patience tested, my foot slid to break and stop. I slipped the car into park, killed the engine and focused on her stroking and taunting mouth.Â
“I’m not having sex with you in my car.”
“Prude,” she hugged, tugging my bottom lip between her teeth. “Who said anything about sex, anyway. It’s the lake.  We’re just going to make out.” A coy smile, a surreptitious stare and she straddled. Her thighs worked over my hips, worn denim burning between. Our tongues danced easy but eager, my fingers tangled into her loose, wind blown waves.  I smoothed  thumbs over the soft curves of her cheeks and jaw.
**We are going to try our hardest to have this posted at some point on Monday, but due to  a very stressful week, we are a bit behind and may have to wait until Tuesday to post.  I just wanted to give you all a heads up! Thank you all so much for the kind words, the love and support that you share with us each week! We can’t thank you all enough!
xoxo
jaime & phoebeÂ
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