WARNING: SKIP IF YOU'RE UNDERAGED OR UNCOMFORTABLE. {SEXUAL CONTENT INCLUDED}
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Harold looked at his finger, which was wet. He carefully observed the liquid. It didn't look or feel like sweat at all.
Alicia's patience was running thin. But for some reason, just watching him was still fun for her.
He raised the wet index finger to his lips and dipped it into his mouth while looking at her.
Her breathing hitched, and she blinked at him again. He removed his hand from his mouth and gave her a coy smile before biting his lower lip.
He leaned down, but this time, he lay beside her. Very closely and looked at her face while his hand slid down again.
