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“I’m completely covered in bruises,” I say by way of a disclai at his abs

“You’re cute when you get shy I’ll go slow” He eases one strap down, lets it rest against my arm He does the sa to sit down I feel too tall”

There’s a brief reshuffle when he leans against the headboard and I settle between his legs and rest back against him His hands spread over ins to rub, the sweetest,and feeling by now, but he’s not most men

“You sat like this when you were sick”

He continues tooutward He scoops my hair away and presses his mouth on the side of my neck I’ll barely be able to remember my own name at this rate

He slides his hand into the satin and weighs ers pinch

“Oh, yeah,” he groans, and presses his mouth back to my neck

I hear the sound I make The kind of harsh intake people usually asm

“I to do,” he says, almost to himself

“I don’t want to iainst the sheets, like I’ electrocuted

“You will But tonight isn’t enough, I can already feel it I’ve always told you, I need days Weeks”

I barely notice the zipper sliding down He’s easingpal coddled and patted, skin ware to openhot underneath my ear and the creas and leans over my shoulder to look at me

“Mers into the sides of the fabric at s and I’s

I see the leg of his suit pants, whichto hidesounds against the back of h, then clasps my waist The other hand follows suit

“Lucy,” is all he can seeht? Seriously How?”