[And you must love the way you push him beyond the point of desperately turned on frustration too, because he's exhibiting all the signs of that now: his body sinking further into the sheets, his hips jerking up towards yours, the ragged breath in your ear, the way his eyes slid shut like he's trying to steady himself and it just isn't working.]
Like I want you to please stop teasing me and fuck me?
[Excuse the rough edge in his voice. It's only because he really, really hates the fact that he loves what you manage to do to him.]
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Like I want you to please stop teasing me and fuck me?
[Excuse the rough edge in his voice. It's only because he really, really hates the fact that he loves what you manage to do to him.]