[The way you've buried your hand between your bodies in order to work him up that way makes him whimper, and cling to you tighter. Maybe you'll feel the slight bite of his nails digging into your back.
He can't help it. The intensity of the feelings he harbors for you makes him lose control.]
I love you too.
[That's whispered, weak and earnest, against your ear.]
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He can't help it. The intensity of the feelings he harbors for you makes him lose control.]
I love you too.
[That's whispered, weak and earnest, against your ear.]