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“I don’t care,” she gasped

He gazed down at her in a ain “I think you do”

“No, I don’t I don’t I—”

He did so on the outside, and her entire body felt it “You’re so ready,” he said “I can’t believe it”

He ers were still delivering their torture, but his face was over hers, and she was lost in the clear blue depths of his eyes

“Gareth,” she whispered, and she had no idea what she meant by it It wasn’t a question, or a plea, or really, anything but his name But it had to be said, because it was him

It was him, here with her

And it was sacred

His thighs settled between hers, and she felt hiers were still between the her for his manhood

“Please,” she moaned, and this time it was a plea She wanted this She needed him

“Please,” she said again

Slowly, he entered her, and she sucked in her breath, so startled was she by the size and feel of him

“Relax,” he said, only he didn’t sound relaxed She looked up at hi was quick and shallow

He held very still, giving her time to adjust to hih to asp

“Relax,” he said again