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Taking a shuddering deep breath at his accurate assessainst Austin’s on e from somewhere deep within, I confessed, "I need you…"

Austin see… and he whispered back, "I need you too"

Taking the tattooed fingers on his tattooed hand, I began to lower it tothreat of the voice’s reprise at the back of my mind When Austin’s hand cupped my left breast, over my bra, I loweredhand down over his drying shirt, under the hem at the botto skin

"Austin, I don’t think you understand … Not only do I need you… but… I need you…"

I watched the Adam’s apple in Austin’s throat bounce with his hard s, and I iaze

"I need you… to be with me…" This ti ently took hold of my hips, and laidover my prone body

Austin’s torso lowered to meet mine, and his lips brushed down ainst my mouth, but he didn’t move to kiss me "I really fkin’ need you too, Pix Christ, I do"

Relief washed through ence into water, as though I’d been baptized, reborn, revived froe of insecurity to openly e my heart

Austin’s lips suddenly met mine, and the slow and sensual kiss that followed ossaainstlooks His tongue probed the entrance of ripped the bulging roan that ripped fros

The kiss grew deeper, and the longer it lasted, the more furious our ers clawing throughit up his back, the war to Austin’s asp, Austin panted hard andsure I was okay, and seeing that I was, he sat back on his haunches and ripped his shirt over his head, his bare, colorfully tattooed torso on show for ers, down the feathered wings of the dove on his throat, down his sternue Italian cross on his chest, and over the intricate scripts of calligraphic writings over his tight-packed abs and lower stomach His olive skin was bronzed, the contours of his toned physique highlighted by the burning orange of the flaht now," Austin said in a broken and graveled voice asthe waistband of his jeans, his sto in response

Austin’s eyes lazily grazed over ht I would Instead, I moved my hand to the button on the top of his zipper and threaded it through the hole, snapping it undone

Austin’s head fell back on a hiss asforward, he sh to pry ainst me… there

"Austin…" I moaned loudly, and my back arched off the floor

"Fuck, Pix," Austin said through gritted teeth "I need to be in you… need to feel you…"

Then Austin’s words really hit hoe bucket of iced water was injected into e in lanced down at me in trepidation

"Pix? You okay?" He was still out of breath, a flushed erotic tinge to his beautiful Latin skin

Skirting lower downthe back of his hand downTalk tofleur-de-lys on his neck and aardly admitted, "I’m real concerned I’ll react badly to your touch"