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Dessert

Victor returns just as the movie comes to an end. He brushes off some dirt from his shirt and pulls it off before plopping down on the same sofa I'm sitting on.

"What did I miss?" he asks, running his fingers through my hair. It's relaxing.

“Everything. What's next?” I reply, curious about what he has planned.

“Dessert, dessert,” He says, and instead of explaining what that actually mean He reaches out in front of me and scoops up some of my ice cream with my spoon. “You've had your dessert, now it's my turn,” He adds with a playful grin.

He tightens his grip around my hair and tilts my head back slightly, allowing me to see his sharp features more clearly. The dark lust in his eyes. I take it in and before I could ask what that means, I feel a cold smooth liquid drip on my breast, the sensation sends shovers down my spine and makes my clit itch.

I try to catch a glimpse of what he's doing, but he doesn't allow me to, instead his grip on my hair tightens even more.

He leans closer to
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