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Let Me Explain

yourdaddydearest

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LECTURAS 4,594
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Partes 31
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yourdaddydearest

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"You're quiet." Easton took notice of my usual demeanor, recognizing that being quiet or detached wasn't something that I normally was. 

"Because I'm in a car with a stranger." 

He glanced over, left hand still resting on the steering wheel as his brown eyes met mine for a short second. "Do you kiss strangers?" 

"You kissed me." 

"You kissed me back." 

"I didn't want to be rude." I lied, knowing I liked it. I also knew that my response would irritate him, so I kept my eyes on him. 

The passing streetlights illuminated his features, allowing me to analyze and read every reaction that would become visible.

A smile touched his lips as his tongue pressed the side of his mouth. He turned to meet my eye when we stopped at a red light. 

"That's why you moaned in my mouth, right?" 

I paused, being caught off guard as words weren't able to form in my mouth. Instantly, I broke eye contact with him as I switched my gaze to the windshield, staring straight.

"What?" A teasing smile still playing across his lips. "Is this situation suddenly not funny anymore?" 


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