<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#408080"><div style="text-align: center">She was close, so very close that it was like looking over the edge of a precipice: just one more push would send her hurtling into oblivion. She had never been this cranked up before, this hot and bothered. It was different than just being alone with images and phrases running through her mind that helped her get off. As Brad's gaze collided with hers, her breath left her in a rush and a strangled moan. The way his eyes burned so hot, she felt them go right through her. And she found that she couldn't-and wouldn't- look away until he did. She bit her lip and moaned softly before releasing her lip to pant and attempt to breathe. But her breath was ragged from her ministrations and the heat pouring off the couple and suffusing her. <br/>
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Her hand worked more quickly more before slowing down as she watched Cole tease his lover with slow and shallow thrusts and playing with his balls. She swallowed and watched with avid attention as she shivered at the sound of the demand in Cole's voice. It wasn't exactly directed at her, just for her ears, as she waited on Brad's reply. Her body ached intensely as she slowed her movements but she couldn't help it. She needed the words just as much as Cole seemed to need. Working her clit slowly, she suppressed a whimper of need as she stared in rapture.​</div></span>