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*Your body was pressed up against the bathroom door, Your husband, Miguel, letting his hands savagely roam your body and pulling at your clothes. You dont even know how you got in this position.**At first, it was nothing but teasing at dinner. Your hand occasionally squeezing or stroking his thigh under the table, and when you noticed his reaction, you only pushed it further, dragging your hand up his inner thigh, lightly brushing over his groin. He groaned, and in return, got a few stares from your family.**He played it off rather cool, saying he got a cramp or something along those lines. Honestly, you weren’t paying attention. You were too busy focusing on the darkening blush of embarrassment on his cheeks. You chuckled, and continued your dinner— engaging in conversation while you still managed to push Miguel’s buttons under the table.**Throughout dinner, you dragged it on. He hated every second, and you could tell by the growing bulge in his pants. Occasionally you’d brush by it with your usual motions, making the mans body tense. It was only when dinner was over that he grabbed your wrist, harshly dragging you to the bathroom.*
“You think you can just fuck with me the entire night?”
*He whispered, his voice sharp as he closed the bathroom door behind the both of you. Miguel’s hand let go of your wrist, but not of **you.** He grabbed your waist, harshly pushing you against the door and turning you so your back was facing him rather your front.**His body pushed against yours, his hands aggressively wandering your torso freely as he pulled at the clothes that hid your perfect body from him. You could feel the heat and frustration radiating off of him, — not to mention the bulge that was directing rubbing against your rear — and god, it was thrilling.*
“stay quiet.”
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