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“Tonight, we are on the sa every part of your body I knoe should sleep, but if these are to be ine a better way to spend my time”

I suspect we’ve been on the saht, but I don’t say that

“Fuck et every man before you, and spoil me for any man after”

When I say the word after, he growls possessively like he can’t stand the thought of anyone after him

I grin—that’s up to hiht like Sex doesn’t change much We are still two broken people, hurt by the world, who, in return, have hurt each other to prevent ourselves fro, too temperamental If we tried to take a run at a real relationship, we’d spend the whole ti Neither of us would survive, but we can survive one night of hot sex

He stands with me in his arms

“Langston!” I squeal “Put me down; you don’t want to hurt your arm”

He tilts his head, and then he buries his head against my neck “I’d rather lose my arm than not fuck you properly Don’t worry about my arm; all I feel is you”

He starts walking, holding th of an ox, not like a ed, and then swaether

“And I want to fuck you in a proper bed for the first ti you on every surface in this house,” he growls

He carries rily find hts on as we enter the bedroom, which disappoints me I need to see all of him when he fucks me

“You have to stop pouting like that, huntress”

He winks at me as he lays me down on the bed The room is pretty dark, so I can barely make out his shadow until a spark flickers There’s another fireplace in the bedroom, and now that he’s started it, the roolow

He htstands to light the rooston out clearly, but not so much that it ruins the effect When he’s finished, he walks back over to the bed and stands at the foot of the bed

“You’re going to have to trust me, huntress”