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He’s really here

He offers his hand “You want to talk inside?”

“It’s hotter inside”

“That’s okay”

I pop the cap of my reusable bottle Suck downto cool me down

I’ from his proximity

My body shares none of my caution It screams for Ryan For his lips, his touch, his cock

For every single thing he can give me

No, that’s my head

Or maybe my heart

All of me wants all of him

My fingertips skiood, and we’re inside, then et what I want

If it’s bad, and we’re inside, then I can fall apart without prying eyes

But if it’s bad…

It doesn’t matter where I am