Huffing out a breathless laugh, I shove at his waistband one-handed, fumbling a little to get the elastic of his underwear down around his thighs, my other hand curled around the back of his neck, like I even need to hold him there for the kiss.
Finally, I push him away, breaking the kiss with a gasp and murmuring a hoarse, "Come on, get these off. There's too many fuckin' clothes."
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Finally, I push him away, breaking the kiss with a gasp and murmuring a hoarse, "Come on, get these off. There's too many fuckin' clothes."