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She knew I would never touch her intimately again, so she was petrified to attempt anything. My left arm ran down her right side, and goose bumps formed all over her body. Up my hand ran again, and down to the edge of her pants. I repeated the same swift movement on both sides now, while moving up and under her shirt and she was determining my attentiveness had to be my form of comfort; my goodbye. I rubbed so long, I could feel her desire rising and she needed to let go or I knew she would try and touch me. She was terrified of rejection. She was letting go emotionally; why couldn't she do so physically? She used her fingers to trace imaginary lines on my skin. She wanted to whisper something, anything, she wanted to know if I was trying to turn her on, if I wanted her to respond. I knew she wanted me inside of her, more right then than she ever wanted anyone in her entire life. My hand moved back up her side on the left, and she swore I was after her breast. She was so confused,. It’s freezing in here, those pajamas are warm. And they’re like 900-thread count. That’s luxury.’ Liesel laughed despite herself. ‘That’s just sheets!’ ‘Says who?’ Cole worked his way back up to sitting and scooted closer to Liesel. She wondered whether an all-over, full-body blush was possible. Even her feet felt hot. She pretended to concentrate on the squash. Then Cole’s hand was at her plate, finding a caper. He plucked it and presented it to her. The look on her face was quizzical. And then Cole’s hand was at her mouth, the caper at her lips. She opened and he reached and as she took the caper in and chewed it, his fingertip lingered on her lip. Liesel froze and studied his face. His mouth was curled into a half smile, watchful. They looked at each other as though waiting for some signal. But Liesel shut out her thoughts, took his hand between hers, and let her mouth close over his finger for a moment. And in the next moment, she had let go. Cole looked surprised, his face.
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