Topdon Phoenix Elite - 10.1" OE-Level Scan Tool, Cloud-Based Programming, CANFD

idges of muscle that time had not softened. He still had the body I remembered, the strength of a man who carried the memory of every game, every fall, every fight he had ever taken on the ice. My fingers drifted lower, stopping just above the waistband of his shorts, and I felt him go still beneath my touch. He groaned, his skin pulsing under my touch. He reached for my hand and gently, pulled it away. “Not yet,’ he said. The contact sent shivers through me. My nipples hardened against his chest. My legs felt weak. I could feel his heart beating. Or maybe it was mine. Maybe, for that one reckless moment, there was no difference. My body knew him like it was yesterday.