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She took hiain, helpless against his own passion This is heaven, he thought, as the electricity licked at the back of his thighs and his lower spine He could hear his hoarse grunts of her na from his lips as he watched the woman he loved suck and lick and devour him

Then it hit Hard and explosive and so fuckin’ phenoot where he was for a second

Panting in the dark, his chest heaving as though he’d run a marathon, Michael could still hear his own shout of release ringing in his ears His body ling in the aftermath

Dahlia

Forcing his eyes open, he watched as she returned fro through his s

Christ, she was beautiful

Not only beautiful on the outside She was pieced together with layers of every kind of beauty there could be, so deep and full, it shone out of her

Why couldn’t she see that?

She crawled up onto the bed beside him, and he wanted to touch her, repay the favor, but he was tired He hadn’t slept reat effort, but he lifted his arm toward her

“Ssshh,” she whispered, pressing it back to the mattress “Go to sleep, Michael I’m here”

She rested her head on his chest and draped her arm over his stomach as she cuddled her soft body into his side Cocooned by her, his eyes closed like they had a will of their own and the bliss of sleep took him into its dark

For hours I laid awake, afraid to move in case it would disturb Michael He was so exhausted; the weight of the world seemed to rest on his shoulders And I knew his worries weren’t only about Freddie I kneas probably more to blame than anyone for his burdens

Which hy I’d given hi I could I loved hi it

I’d never said it, I realized, tears burning in my eyes as I laid pressed into his side I’d never told hiht

My head rested on his chest, rising and falling with his even breaths I glanced up at his face, but it was half turned away Staring at his jaw, at his beard, I could still feel the prickle of it beneath ers and lips I’d trailed sweet kisses all over his handso every line and curve like a blind person, drawing him in my mind forever