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Claire’s eyes widened a little and she almost immediately shook him off in her bashful manner with a little giggle as she covered her face. “You’re so sweet stop,” She continued, brushing a piece of her hair away behind her ear as she bit down on her lip and leant forward just a little bit more. “Sinful? Stop!” She couldn’t help but laugh at the adjective, cheeks flushing as she set down her cupcake, “It was just an underwear shoot, pretty basic. I mean I don’t ever feel…Sexy? In those ads.” She shrugged a little, gently tapping manicured nails on the table whilst her other hand remained tucked into her lap. His next comment however had made her swallow hard and she looked up at him with a practical whimper. “F-Fucking me?” She asked, to double check that had been what he said. Fucking her? Claire’s head raced with imagery of just what that might entail and her eyes visibly darkened as plump lips fell slightly apart in a dazed arousal that caused her to study him for a few seconds. “I..” She began, and then shook herself out of it with a giddy little smile. “Honestly I mean…My experience…” She looked up at him through her lashes, almost suggestively. “Was very enjoyable.” She affirmed, “So, don’t feel bad. It’s not like my own head was completely set on lighting either…” She bit her lip softly, teasingly even, and as their legs brushed together she found herself wanting more physical interaction, and so had began to slowly trail the outside of her louboutin against his inner calf.

He can’t read her.  She seemed flustered to the point that Simon was worried he might have offended her, but at the same time, she seemed almost turned on to the point that he was tempted to invite her to come home with him.  He only lived a few blocks from the coffee place, though that might be too forward, and he’d already come to the conclusion that he wanted to see her again.  This thing she was doing with her foot though?  As much as he hated feet in general and thinking about them, he couldn’t keep his mind off of the trail her shoe was taking and how the tingles she was eliciting were going straight up his leg and to his cock.  He gulped, then proceeded to mask it with a sip of coffee, hoping she didn’t notice that now *he* was looking a bit flustered.

When he put the cup down, his smile is easy once again and borderline flirtatious as he leans in a little more.  “Careful now, you talk like that and keep doing that with your foot, I might be forced to invite you back to mine to reenact the shoot without the cameras,” he teased, figuring that was a blatant enough admission that what she was doing right now was definitely getting him going, and a warning that he might not be able to stop himself from getting turned on again.

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“I don’t think my family’s gonna much appreciate the cause of death on my tombstone, might have a bunch of angry Vandorn’s chasin’ you down…” He tutted playfully with another firm spank to her ass cheek, leaning down over her to press lazy kisses into her shoulder and neck. It was obvious that Stefan was just as invested, he just had no clue how to show it. Relationships had never been his forte, hence his scarce experience with them, and despite how he knew deep down he wanted to take Joey on romantic dates, fixing her sink appeared to be the only intimacy he could handle right now.

Stefan’s head threw back and he gave a loud groan as she began to let her filthy words permeate the air and he continued to throw his hips into her, balls slapping against her pussy and causing that silence shattering smacking sound that was music to his ears. “I’ll fuck that pretty pussy so good that anyone else would be too intimidated to try and compare, let them know who owns that wet little cunt..” He grunted, grinning ear to ear as he reached a hand between them to swipe at her clit while he fucked into her like a caveman. A hiss escaped him as she elongated one particularly tight stroke and he hummed happily immediately after. “Shit babygirl, daddy’s gonna be wherever you need him to be if you keep fuckin me like that…” He groaned, biting onto his lip as he threw in a few more hard thrusts.

Joey giggled at his comment, shrieking a little as he spanked her and tilting his head to the side as he kissed her.  She loved it when he was playful, and while she didn’t think he actually had the intention of introducing her to his family any time soon, she liked that he talked like he would.  It made her think she mattered more, and maybe it was her getting her hopes up, but she liked the idea that she might not be the only one getting in a little over her head.  “I can handle ‘em, don’t worry, and they’ll have to know that, if I could handle you, they’ll probably end up running from me,” she teased, but dropped the family talk altogether as she focused back on the fact that she was incredibly close to her orgasm already.

It really *was* unfair that Stefan was so good at sex.  It would have been much easier if he had a flaw other than the whole alcoholism thing and Joey could hold him at arms length where she kept most people in her life.  As it was though, she just wanted more of him the more she got to know him.  He was just fucked up enough for her to want to invest her time in him, not trying to fix him per se, but  to help him work on himself, and to see if she could help make a difference in his life.  The fact that she genuinely *liked* him was another thing too, and that he was the first person in what seemed like years she’d actually connected with on more than just a superficial level and already, after just this short amount of time, the thought of losing him kind of terrified her a little.

“Good, my master plan’s working,” she commented over her shoulder, out of breath as she pushed back on him once more.  She was so wet at this point that she could feel herself dripping on him each time she backed into him. “My contingency plan… is to stop wearing panties… so whenever I see you… I can take my bottoms off… and you can fuck me hard… and fill me up… so I can spend the rest of the night… filled with Daddy’s cum,” she manages, her speech disjointed as she tried to catch her breath.  The moment she got the end of her sentence out, Joey lost it and cried out as she came hard on his cock.