She was pushing him to his limits, making it impossible for Tommy to keep his hands to himself. She knew, oh she knew damn well how to get him all worked up, how to pretend she didn't see what she was doing to him. Mary knew she had his full attention, whether he wanted her to notice it or not.
She could tell when his intense baby blues were set upon her, the way he would slowly undress her, the way his hands would ache to touch her body. Mary knew, but she wanted to push him to the end of his willpower. After all, he had been away for far too long, leaving the young woman to fend for herself and cater to her own needs.
After all, she has been missing him and she wanted to punish him for keeping her away from him. or maybe that was the other way around. Either way, Tommy would be made to feel the urge to claim her from deep within himself. Mary was a menace, a stubborn menace, a squishy and tender and soft menace with a body made for sins, for Tommy's sins and she intended to make him sin
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