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my fingers tangle in his messy hair. He

tastes minty and spicy, and I want to stay

here forever, his tongue exploring mine,

his hands sending shivers all over me. I

moan against his mouth, and I’m being

tugged into his lap. He's hard, and it

makes me braver than I am. I grind on

his erection.

“Oh, fuck.”

“Language, Detective Jameson.”