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I’m sorry

The tords I don’t think I’ve ever said more than twice in my whole life

But with Ashlee, it’s different

I don’t want to hurt her, I want to pleasure her To be with her To show her how great we can be together

I kiss her until I feel her relax, hearing heronher at eye level

“That wasn’t fair” She sniffs with e despite her wanting to stay mad at me

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want,” I tell her

“I’ either,” I add “I want to hear you say it Say you’re in Say it,” I deht red, but after a rins to herself

As if the idea is suddenly

“I a louder with each word “I’in, Brandon and I do want you to fuck me… Just”

Just not right now

I get it I really do, and I want to tell her I understand, but at the same time, I need her to know just how bad I want her, how much I need all of her

“I don’t just wanna hear you say it, Ashlee,” I reason to her “I want you to mean it Want you to feel the same way I do…”

“I do,” she squeaks, grippingto say but just can’t find the words

There’s a silence between us for aitself out

A sudden chill in the airher and covering her still naked chest with mine

“I should really get dressed,” she whispers, a matter of fact

I reement but I don’t really mean it

I want her naked all night and all day to between us but a bedsheet

But seeing her shift fro fro dress reminds me that she has work to do

More work now that I’ve gone and torn another hole in the da

It also re her first time, it should be special

It will be special

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