Trust Me
“I heard the bag drop and then his arms were around me. I hadn’t been out to pull the Hide-A-Bed out and so it was the couch or the floor, not that it mattered to me. Not taking my obvious clue though Chad pulled me back by my shoulders and looked at me until I met his eyes. “Stop baby.” He said and it sounded pained. “No.” I said softly and kissed him again softer this time. “We need to talk baby.” He says and he still sounds like he hates himself for making me stop. I sigh and look at him. He has no idea that I had my epiphany tonight with the help of my brothers wisdom and I wanted to show him how to touch me, love me. I did not want to tell him. “Let me say one thing Chad.” He nods and I push him back till he is sitting on the couch. I climb over him and we are in the same position the night in the car. My skin flushes at the memory and the core of me melts a little knowing how close we are to touching. “Baby, this is not the best way to talk.” He says and I giggle when he grinds h...imself against me before he curses and stops my hips from moving in unison.MoreLess
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