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Nuzzling my neck, his chest smashed to my chest. One hand fisted in my hair while the other massaged my breast, his thumb going to work on soothing my nipple.
"Honestly, Holly, the specific details of that night were and still are a blur. I know we were both drunk.
But I'm hoping this is the last year for both.
Instead, he approached from behind, across the mattress.
Jolie and I had been friends for longer than we'd been roommates.
Only you. " "Good.
Sweat dripped down his forehead.