"Shh," she whispered, tugging his jeans and boxers back down. She smirked at him as she moved to straddle him again. "God, only way this could get better is if I was in my cheerleading uniform. Then we'd hit some sort of fantasy lottery." She chuckled and nipped his ear firmly, kissing along his neck to the line of his shoulder. "Eliot, baby, I don't give a shit who watches or hears us. I'm yours, and frankly I need you." She rocked herself along his length without letting him enter her, sighing at how warm he was.
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