She needed to feel his comfort and physical connection. She lay beside him on the couch resentful that they could not be intimate. “What’s wrong, Baby?” She whispered, “I need you.” He held her closer and kissed her, but it was not enough to ease the ache in her soul. “I need you, Dan, but it’s not possible.” She looked in the direction of John’s door. The light was still on and she could hear him talking to himself. “I’m sure I can oblige you, my love.” Dan’s fingers slipped under her long pajama shirt. She stopped him. “We can’t! I don’t want John to come out and catch us. Just the thought of it gives me chills.” He murmured in her ear. “Chills can be a good thing.” His hand returned to its task, lifting the hem of the shirt higher and disappearing between her legs. Jenny closed her eyes, wanting him to continue despite her qualms. She started grinding against his hand, marking his fingers with her wet excitement. His finger slipped into her opening and she only let out the barest of gasps.
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