First Imprint Sam's Story.

First Imprint Sam's Story.

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"Well, you're looking pretty pleased with yourself." Emily said, smiling widely. "I am pleased. Last night was great." I replied, rolling over on my side again. "What about for you?" "It was fine," she answered, before putting her head into the pillow, giggling. "Fine…Fine!" I growled, before grabbing her and rolling her on her back so that I could lean over her. "Alright, it was wonderful, stupendous, magnificent. Is that good enough?" "Better, much better." I laughed, then looked down at her flushed face and asked, "It wasn't too hot for you, was it?" Emily's eyes widened in disbelief and I quickly explained what I meant. "I mean, with my body temperature being what it is, it wasn't uncomfortable or anything, was it?" "It was perfect," she whispered, reaching up to grab my neck, bringing my mouth down to her lips. I gently pressed my body against hers, my mouth briefly touching her lips, before moving down to nibble on her neck. She threw her head back and I felt one of her legs begin to wrap around my thigh.
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You like it?" I asked, gesturing vaguely around the room. Her eyes met mine over the flickering light, a mischievous glint in them. "The restaurant or you?" she teased. I couldn't help the smirk that spread across my face. It was completely uncontrolled, a small, involuntary reaction. I usually have a perfect grasp on my every expression, every laugh, but with her, my control was beginning to slip. I cleared my throat, forcing myself to regain composure. "I was talking about the restaurant, actually. But if you want to share how hot you think I am, please do. Don't be shy."

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