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“You turn me into a puddle. What am I going to do with you?” She asked in a sing-song voice. She was still breathy and her body felt so light. “If you can make me feel that good you can see me like this whenever you want, Flynn.”
She pulled him closer by dragging her hands down his back and looking at him with a more than pleased smile, at this moment there was nothing that could wipe the smile off her face. But she bit her lips and tried her best to not seem nervous as her hand traced the muscles of his body until she finally reached his pants. “Do… you want me to…” She didn’t really know how to ask without coming off sounding so innocent and inexperienced. Her fingers slowly slipped under the denim of his jeans. She knew that she wanted to make him feel the same way he did for her.














