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"Why? Do you regret it?" His fingers clutched her jaw in a firm grip.
"No. I just meant… If you don't want to, then you don't have to…"
Daisy's words were yet to finish when she felt a heat against the crack of her bottom.
Ryle pressed his dick deeper against the crack, "You tell me. Do I look like I don't want to?"
Daisy gasped as he rubbed himself against her, her legs parted instinctively, "Then…"
"I don't want you to regret," he kissed her back, tracing his lips against her spine, "Not even one bit."
Daisy's back arched, "I don't…"
He paused, hearing her words.
"I don't regret what happens between us," her voice was soft but it was thundering in his ear, in his heart, loud and clear, "I won't."
One moment, he was still fondling her, caressing her softly but within the next moment, he had his knee pressed between her legs, parting them.
