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Not long after David left, I snuck over to his house. I didn’t even get a chance to knock before the door opened and his hand was on my arm, tugging me inside. As soon as I crossed the threshold, he was on me, pinning me against the wall with his body pressed hard against mine. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, just his jeans, and the feel of all that hard muscle against me had my head spinning. His tongue explored my mouth while his hand slipped under the shirt I’d changed ...