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“Talk to me” He touches my nose with his His breath is heavy and even

“You were rightyou fit me, so out slightly”

“Nice, huh?” He looks at me with amusement “I can always do better than nice”

He lets go of hs and lifts me a few inches off the bed

“Nice is good, nice is good,” I babble My next sound is a groan

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My eyes roll back into my head I know they do, because he sain The blankets fall away, and I’ muscles, to his face

“I’ainst each other, and it’slike it It confirht Until now

He’s frowning a little in concentration It’s got to be the angle he’s created so easily that seee a little switch inside my body

“Hey” He hits it again, and the pleasure is so intense a sob catches in ame before

I have no strength to raise my arms to his shoulders Every distinct slide of his body intoI’m fairly sure will kill me

“Are you tired?” I try to be considerate but instead he picks up the pace

Sweat begins to mist my skin My hands scrabble for purchase on the sheets If I’ht, it doesn’t seeainst the mattress and try to survive this

“I’”

Josh lifts one of , and he studies my face with interest as he increases his pace further His eyebrows pinch together The Staring Ga nonexistent G-spot The one that exists now