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"Come here" He takes me in his arms and pushes me down on the blanket, beneath him

He frames my head with his arold eyes

We look at each other for a long, long time, until he reaches out his hand and rubsdown atspots like ht My vocal cords are tangled ords that I want to say but I’m scared to let out I want to tell him that I love hio in one week

I don’t want hitells ht do that for me

So I tell hi else

I slipnot to pant too obviously as I trailthe little hairs near his waistband "This line of hair fro into the waistband of your boxers I love it" My voice is breathy as I let my hand tease his erection over the fabric of his jeans, and his voice is rough when he replies

"I love the ones here" He dips his hand between s

I buck a little

He clenches his jahen I do that, then he sits back and fists the fabric at the back of his nape and jerks off his T-shirt with one swift pull He stands to unbutton and unzip his jeans

I sit up almost instinctively to nix the distance between us as I watch him strip Every line of muscle on his body shifts and ripples as he stretches back down to sit next to ain

Every emotion in my heart feels as if it’s squeezed inside there and it hurts to keep it in It needs out

We’re both naked and es in all the spots our bodies touch

Callan reaches up to h my hair, and he holdshow the ht kisses his face

A muscle ticks in the back of his jaw before he presses his lips tome

He lowers ue pushes back inon the spot His skin is velvet gold beneath h of the feel of him The scent of hied naked, with his hair tousled