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Dave sat across from me at the kitchen table staring at me, "He said what?" He asked dumbly. I nodded as my cheeks turned red. "This is too fuckin' good to be true!" He mused, "It's a trap. It's gotta be... Right?" "I dunno. Maybe it is." I said as I shrugged my shoulders. "Wanna find out?" He asked with a smirk. "Kinda." I replied. He stood up and walked over to me, "I do." He whispered. He pulled me from my chair and pushed me gently against the counter his lips ravishing mine. He lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist ans pressed his erection into my heat. "Dave!" I gasped. "Yeah?" He moaned. "I'm scared!" I wimpered. "Don't be. I'll be gentle." He assured me. He took my face in his hands and kissed me tenderly. Suddenly he swooped me off of my feet and started for the stairs, "I don't wanna fuck you in a kitchen." He growled...