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***That eyes, those that look at me that way, I hope they never lose interest soon enough...

***That eyes, those that look at me that way, I hope they never lose interest soon enough

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~Rachel~

You had loved her hands in your hair and the other around your waist. You had loved the way her lips went over yours in a silent yet eloquent prayer of love and lust as if she intended to breathe life into you with each stroke. And you, in turn had moaned at every little touch, every little sensation she had made you feel, grinding your hips along her waist feeling something that made you still for a moment.

You had drawn back from her, only a bit, still too muddle headed from the kiss to process everything as quickly as you should have. She had stared back at you while you stared back at her with the same quizzical expression on your face that was intended to ask what the hell was going on. But, you hadn't known what to say or rather how to say it.

Therefore, you had only pressed yourself forward, riding her one more time, pressing your wet core to whatever it was that was hardening beneath you. It wasn't plastic, definitely not plastic. It was...it felt really real, too real to be plastic. And she had stared back at you with a knowing smile on her goddamn exquisitely beautiful face.

'Are you alright?' she had asked you at first and you had shaken your head vigorously, just the way your insides were shaking with all the energy that you were using to process whatsoever this occurrence was because you were yet to comprehend whatever the fuck was up at the moment.

'I... I do not think that I am,' had been your rather confused reply after a short while of contemplating.

'And why is that?' she had asked drawing you closer to her, pressing you against that which was making your brain revolve like a spoilt revolver, her really mesmerizing emerald eyes openly daring you to get off her -as if you could. At least you won't for now, not without getting a taste of all the glittering promises embedded deep in her eyes.

'Is that what I think that it is?' you ask, gesturing with your eyes to what you meant. She stared some more then finally broke off into a chuckle that instantly caused hot blood to run down your spine, turning you on more and more.

'Yes it is sugar plum,' she said. 'I'm an intersex lady and I have a dick. And just for your information, and yours alone,' she leaned in every so closely and whispered into your ears, 'I'm going to take you home and I'm going to fuck you with it till you wish that you have never met me,' she told you with eyes that held promise. Then, that familiar emotion -LUST- which you were slowly getting used to, adapting to since you had met her simply overmastered you.

'I could never wish that I didn't meet you,' was the reply that had almost made both of you gain a ticket for illicit behaviour in broad daylight on the highway.

'Then I'll keep having you till never ever comes darling,' she had said to you, sealing it all with the most sexy smirk that you have ever seen.

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