Want

(!)Mature Content Warning

I didn't know what to do anymore. I couldn't think about anything else. He seemed so nonchalant. So casual about the way his body pressed into my rear, so uncaring about the way it throbbed up against me. He would shift his hips so that I could feel it pressing harder, and I knew he did it deliberately. The assignment didn't even matter, anymore. My insides were fluttering like mad, and the only thing that mattered was how badly I wanted him right then.

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