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I don’t think to question My hands pop the button with ease, slide the zipper with practiced efficiency I push the deni underwear beneath My name flashes almost as if it’s drawn in neon ink, cursively written over his right hip bone I wonder what it says about this ive ain--that he kept that tattoo visible Why not eradicate it? Why not cover it? Why leave it there for other wohts because there’s no room in my head for the its steely war with need

Need to be inside of me I know this is what Haants, and God help , consequences be da full well that the asroans when he feels my wetness

I position him just so and--

Slam

All the way in, to the root My back arches off the bed and I cry out with a mix of pleasure and pain

"Fuck me," he whispers for a third tiainst mine "You didn’t cover my na tentatively to his shoulders

He needed to hear that Not only did he need to see it, but he needed to hear the truth ofthat held suchWhile I’m sure this provided much confusion to his mind, because let’s face it--I cut him loose but kept his na me swiftly and with purpose

Hawke pounds my body, eerily reot that tattoo Raer, do from hips to cock to deep within me For the second time, we have sex without protection Like we’ve done oh so as to the affinity we have for each other, co every last bit of resistance within us

If I expected Hawke to let his blood cool and his ardor to soften, I would have been rinds his pelvis against me He looks at me soberly "Tell me the truth I want to knohy you did it"

My face tilts to the side, hts But Hawke is having none of that As swift as a snake striking, his hand grabs s my face so I’m forced to look at him