He can practically feel her hot breath brushing his ear, and the image and the sound are so powerful that it makes one of those urgent ripples of heat surge through him.
"Molly--I want..."
The word trails off as he thrusts up into his own fist, hard and fast, spurred on by her voice.
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"Molly--I want..."
The word trails off as he thrusts up into his own fist, hard and fast, spurred on by her voice.