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Friday, December 07, 2007
Friday Flash
Part three of A Christmas Wish
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Jacob’s eyes blazed with unrestrained lust, and it made her weak in the knees. She leaned back against the counter, helpless to say or do anything. His erection pressed into her belly, wringing another moan from her. She was in deep trouble now. Jacob wanted her as fiercely as she wanted him, and he was the type to take what he wanted and damn the consequences.
“Well, well. What have we here?” Jeremy’s voice made her jump and flush with guilt.
“Nothing! I cut myself and Jacob was…” Grace realized how lame her explanation was, but had to keep going. “He was looking at my cut.”
Jacob’s dick pressed even harder against her stomach, bringing her attention back to him. He was so hard, and he felt big. God how she wanted to feel it deep in her pussy. Why didn’t he let go of her finger?
“Really?”
She looked back over at Jeremy. He stood leaning against the wall, his arms crossed and a look of pure disbelief on his face. Jacob sucked on her finger again. Grace bit back a moan, and fisted her fingers in his shirt sleeve. More moisture gathered between her thighs.
“Really, Jeremy. You know what a perve he is. He invaded my personal space without even thinking about it.”
“So Jacob put the moves on you?”
Her eyes flicked up at Jacob. She saw the censure in his eyes and swallowed past a suddenly dry throat.
“No. Not really. He was looking at my cut.”
“From here it looked like he was rubbing his body all over yours, and you weren’t protesting.” He shifted his gaze to Jacob. “What have you got to say, old friend?”
Jacob released her finger and grinned. “I’d like to do a lot more than rub my body up against hers.”
Michelle
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