"You've got me, long as you want me, Presto." Sookie could feel him hard under her, and let her hands stroke back down his chest, going to his waist to slip under the fabric. She couldn't help but giggle a little, a sort of mutual embarassment over what she was considering doing. She knew he was older than he appeared, but still, his body was so young. Especially compared to hers, at the moment. It was enough to make her blush.
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