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[ A low moan leaves him, half-swallowed as he presses even closer and curls his fingers around your length. His head is spinning with the taste of you, the combined heat of your bodies. He catches your lower lip between his teeth, worries on it a little as he palms your ass and lets his fingers dip between your cheeks.

He needs more, he needs you sunk into his skin. He needs your hands on him and him buried inside of you. ]

I need you. [ He murmurs that against your cheek, mouth tracking hot kisses down along the slant of your neck and shoulder and then back up again to where he can nip at your ear. ]