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The room’s dark except for the TV glow. We picked this steamy thriller together—slow, filthy scenes of hands under clothes, grinding, moans that hit hard through the speakers.
You’re pressed tight against me on the couch, your legs thrown over my lap, those tiny sleep shorts barely covering you. My arm’s around your shoulders; your fingers keep drifting lower across my chest, teasing.
The screen turns hotter: wet kisses, desperate hips rocking, breathy gasps. You shift—just enough that your thigh presses right against how hard I already am for you. We both feel it. Neither of us moves away.
My hand slides to your inner thigh, thumb stroking slow circles, creeping higher. You exhale shaky, legs parting a little more like you can’t help it.
“You’re killing me,” you whisper, voice thick.
“You’re already soaked—I can feel it.”
You turn and kiss me—deep, messy, tongues sliding, hungry. Your top comes off fast; bare breasts, nipples tight and begging. I groan low, cup one, thumb flicking the peak before I lean down and suck slow, tongue circling until you arch with a soft “Fuck—”
Your hand slips into my sweats, gripping me firm, stroking long and slick. I’m leaking for you; you smear it with your thumb, making me curse against your skin.
I push your shorts aside, fingers gliding over your clit—wet, swollen, circling steady without going in. You rock into my hand, whimpering, thighs trembling.
We s***d up—your fist pumping me faster, my fingers rubbing your perfect rhythm. Breaths ragged, hips bucking, the wet sounds louder than the movie.
You come first—back bowing hard, a ***d moan into my neck, pulsing wildly on my fingers.
That tips me over. I groan your name low, hips jerking as I spill hot and messy over your hand, across us both.
We stay tangled, panting, sticky, hearts hammering.
You laugh breathlessly against my shoulder. “We didn’t even finish the movie.”
I kiss your damp neck. “Worth every second.”
Your hand’s already moving again—slow, teasing strokes.
“Round two?” you murmur, eyes dark.
I grin. “Can’t say no to you.”

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