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“We can’t,” he rasps, “not like this”

“Letedown his head and whisper the ic words into his ear “I’m on the pill”

His hand splayed next to h, he drops his head

“Minx,” he growls as he slides his hands underinto me

“Oh, God!” The feeling iseverything as ined asI’d remembered as I traced theinch of this man was built on a scale so majestic, is it any wonder I want him to consume me

I lowerin the power of the ins to move Deep thrusts interspersed by shallow jabs of his hips, his expression so fierce, so focussed on the htly, I’ll probably bruise

I want him to bruise me Mark me Rip me in two

“I want to see you,” he whispers fervently, beginning to pick up the pace Sliding frowave

“You feel like velvet, Holland Every inch of you I can’t—” His expression is so fierce he slides his hands underexplode,” he rasps, his h”

A pleasure spikes throughmy knees around hih

His hoarse groan vibrates against ain

“Please don’t stop,” I whisper fiercely Is it , or is it his? “Please, please, please” Let this never end

Until it does Until he presses ins to rattle beneath us, protesting at the tempo of his powerful thrusts But we have no ti us with it

Everything insideimpossibly as wave after wave of liquid hot pleasure rushes throughmess

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I’d woken this ht streaht for a moment, I’d dreained her here in un to settle into a steady rhythan to sink in