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"Lorenzo, please," I whimpered breathlessly against his mouth, grabbing a fistful of his shirt, needing to bring him even closer to me, needing to feel his length pressed against me.

Needing to feel his need for me.

"You're going to be the death of me, Amber. Fuck."

He pulled away, causing me to moan at the loss of his touch.

"As much as I would love kissing that beautiful fucking mouth all day long," Lorenzo rasped, as I burned underneath him, "I said that I would take you out on a date. And that's what I'm gonna do."

I let out a low giggle, doing my best to re-compose myself, and then fixed my make-up quickly with my compact mirror.

"You shouldn't have bothered wearing make-up," he smirked. "Knowing full well that I'm going to ruin it later."

He let out a low chuckle, as I flushed bright pink at his words...

Before he pushed his foot down on the accelerator, and began to drive.


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