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     “Thought you might be,” I moaned, nuzzling him and leaning into him while we kissed. “And I bet we’re gonna enjoy every moment of it.” I ground my hips into his to tease him, just a little, a small moan escaping my lips.

     I grinned when he said he’d be thinking about me all day. “You better,” I purred against his mouth. “Cause I know I’ll be thinking about you, too.” I glanced down at his belt while he fastened it, then leaned up and purred in his ear. “You know, that thing would look great around my wrists, and I’m sure you could find something to do with this scarf at my throat… or my mouth… or both…” I winked at him. “Merely suggestions.”

         I grunted when my naughty girlfriend started rubbing her hips against mine, and I couldn’t help mirroring the motion a little, my thoughts running off to wild and terribly naughty places. God, I could fuck her right here, right now, but I did need to go to work. 

     I nodded, smirking gently. “It’s a promise, all right,” I purred, tilting my head to nip his neck. “I expect nothing less.” I got the feeling he was getting naughty thoughts about me already, and I absolutely loved it. “In fact… You’re already getting ideas about what we’ll do, aren’t you?” I grinned, hugging him tightly and pressing my body close to his.

     I kissed him hungrily, a small groan escaping my lips. “I’m already looking forward to it, whatever happens.”

    “Mm, I’m already thinking about all of the ways that we can fuck tonight,” I purred into her ear, grinning and biting my lip when she pressed her hot body against mine. My lips melted into hers as we kissed so passionately, and I ran my fingers through her long fiery hair. 

     I didn’t know what I liked about this strange heatwave going on, but it was a great excuse to wear as little clothing as possible.  Meant that I was able to tease Patrick with how much skin I was showing, so he’d think about me the whole time he was at work. Today’s ensemble was a tight black tube top, and a pair of denim shorts, coupled with a silk scarf at my throat. I half wondered if he might get the hint about the scarf, but if he didn’t, he’d definitely know about it later. I purposely went barefoot, because I knew it was way too hot for shoes.

     “Don’t get too hot at work, baby,” I purred in his ear, nuzzling his neck while he got dressed. “I know how much you love to look all put together in your suit, but don’t get overheated, okay?” I grazed my teeth along the shell of his ear, smirking a little. “We can get plenty heated later, when you get home, after all.”

    My girlfriend is fucking hot. Hotter than this damn heatwave going on at the minute. I mean, she’s walkin’ around my pad with those tiny denim shorts, Levi’s shorts, no less. A black tube top makes her breasts look huge, and something hot and sexual inside of me wanted to take that scarf and stuff it into her mouth, gag her until she was desperate for my lips to meet hers, while I fuck her.

    I groaned madly as my climax drew nearer, and I was certain that I would not be able to hold on for very much longer. This just felt fucking amazing. We always had the best sex imaginable. “F-Fuck, baby, C-Clara, oh f-fuck yes, ohhhh...” I couldn’t resist running my hands around to squeeze that perfect ass of hers, truly enjoying being so deep inside her.

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