Sean Drunk

“No.”

Jennifer turned away, but Sean caught her belt, opening her robe. He turned her back around to see. He tugged until she was leaning over him. Then he gently placed his hand flat on her abdomen. “Soft.”

Then he looked up at her. She was stiff and her eyes were wide. His hand traced a slow route to her face. Somehow he managed to gently stroke her cheek. “Don’t worry. I’ll be stone cold sober when I make love to you again, Jennifer,” Sean said then pulled her face to his.

Knocked off balance, Jennifer fell onto Sean with her robe open and her naked body pressed against his. The kiss made her want to mold herself to him. He finally released her and attempted to help her to her feet. She pushed his hands away, righted herself and left the room. She turned off the light, hoping he would go to sleep.

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