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‘A few hours’

‘My bus will be, too, if I try to stand

‘Here’ He liftshold ofto fold to the floor ‘Are you hurting?’ His hand slips tolife back into my bottom

‘Just a little stiff’ I hold on to his shoulders while he spends ti at azes down, but he doesn’t say anything for a long, long ti enuinely concerned It makes me smile fondly

‘In every way,’ I say, because I knoill bejust like Miller ‘He?’

He looks up atwith happiness ‘I sense it It’s a boy’

‘How can you be so sure?’

He shakes his head a little, shying away fro I take his dark stubbled chin and pull his face up ‘Elaborate’

He tries to narrow his eyes, but they’re sparkling tooup with histhe so it just so ‘I allowed myself to dream the impossible Like I did with you And now I have you’

My shoulders drop from my exhale of contented breath and his face falls toto worship me

Soft, slow, Miller Hart-perfect

‘I need toacross raspsmy hips with him ‘Hands on the couch’

I hum my acceptance and bracehi his trousers He’s not prepared to waste ti, which is fine by me I’m as naked as the day I was born and Miller is fully dressed, but I feel a certain sense of enhanced power froht now

‘Are you wet for hs and sinking the for hiroan my answer, not that it’s needed I’ and kissing the centre ofhis way up to my neck ‘And she kno I feel when she deprives hmy face to the side so he can see my profile and I can lose myself in him The absence of his bare chest isn’t of concern My eyes stay glued to his face