(Mum is almost home?)

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"let's go upstairs,” Mark said against my mouth.

I kissed him back hard. “Only if you’re going to finish what you started.”

“Then move upstairs.”

We barely made it to his bedroom. The second the door shut I pushed him against it and he pushed right back, spinning me so my back hit the door. His mouth was on mine again, while my hands shoved his sweatpants down. His cock sprang free and I wrapped my fingers around it immediately.

“Been thinking about this for months,” I muttered.

“Same, I've been dying to do this.” He bit my bottom lip.

“On your knees.”

I dropped...