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Luca smirked and nodded. "I respect my women, my mother taught me that. So until you want me to do something more, this is as far as this will go," he replied, holding her gaze and continuing to stroke along her back. |
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Laurel felt her heart flutter a little bit when he smirked, the action somehow making his features all the more desirable. "I appreciate that.. But I'm sure you've brought me here for more than just comfort and company. If there is a certain thing you'd like from me, I won't say no. It's just... been a while since I've done anything remotely intimate," she admitted, breaking eye contact as her hand brushed down from his chest to rest idly on his stomach/side. |
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"Smart girl," he mused, "Well then, if you're giving me consent, lets go," he stood, picking her up with him. |
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Laurel gasped when he stood, picking her up instead of letting her get to her own feet. She wrapped her arms around him and bit her lower lip slightly, her heart beginning to beat quickly again. "A-Alright then," she nodded, further confirming he had her consent. She was nervous, but she kept telling herself that was what she was there for and it would be fine. She'd probably even enjoy herself. |
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Luca walked her down to his room, tossing her onto the bed. "Nervous?" he teased lightly, taking off his sweats and boxers. |
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Laurel squeaked when he tossed her on the bed, making her bounce a couple of times when she landed. She was probably beet red as he teased her, her eyes struggling to look anywhere but down once he'd taken off his sweats and boxers. "Do you blame me?" She countered, her knees drawn together as she sat up on the bed. |
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"Don't worry, I won't hurt you," he said, sitting down next to her. "Come here," he said, gently taking one foot and slipping off her heels, then doing the same on her other foot. "Turn around, lemme help with your dress," |
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Laurel nodded hesitantly, letting him take off her heels. Even though it was just a means to get her undressed faster, it was still a really sweet gesture in her mind. "Thanks," she murmured, scooting around a bit to where her back was placed to him. Judging by her bare back, it was obvious she hadn't worn a bra and the absence of her dress would leave her in nothing more than her underwear. |
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Luca undid her dress for her before having her lay down on the bed. A few hours later, he got off of her and got dressed again. |
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By the time those hours were up, Laurel lay there in his bed like a trembling mess. She wasnt trembling out of fear or because she was upset, but because she'd never experienced anything so pleasant and intense. She had to catch her breath before she had the strength to get up, assuming the next course of action was for her to get dressed and go home. |
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