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When she finished retrieving the drinks from the fridge she placed his beer in front of him, and leaned over so that his bare shoulder brushed against her bulging breasts. Ross heard her quick intake of breath, and knew the contact had been felt on both sides. She might be hiding it well, but she was as aroused as he.

"Do you think you could move it a little closer honey? My shoulder hurts from hauling and planting today," Ross asked with a grin.

"Sure dear," Ciara said, playing along and brushing up against him again.

Ross leaned back and slipped his other hand inside the deep valley created by the bodice, rubbing the underside of her breasts until she moaned. With a burst of inspiration, Ross tugged the bodice down until they were freed and framed beautifully by the bodice instead of being pushed up by it.

"Ross, do you know how hard it was to get them in there in the first place?

Now what am I going to do?" Ciara asked, making no move to push them back in the dress.

"Enjoy, all you have to do is enjoy." Ross pulled her onto his lap and sucked her already turgid nipple into his mouth. Once he had told her that her nipples looked like ripe, red raspberries when he sucked on them. He planned on making her dessert, raspberries and cream.

Ross confined his hands to her breasts, although her legs were oh so very tempting. He didn't want to rush his hand yet. When she was moaning and writhing on his lap, giving him a rather painful hard on, he set her back on her feet. He almost laughed when she wobbled on her fuck-me heels.

"I hope you aren't disappointed, dinner is only salad tonight, that skin flint boss doesn't pay me enough," Ross dug into his salad while Ciara was still standing in a daze.

 

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