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“Maybe just coht…”

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he murmured, and shook his head “I do want to stay, but there are still a few things I have to do”

He leaned down over ers overthem inside me

“Pleasure yourself when I leave,” he whispered, his lips againstyour pussy when you do I want to hear all about your filthy daydreams when I see you next”

His fingers pu

He swore softly and pulled his fingers away “I do have to go I’ll put those leaves in water Sleep, princess I’ll see you tomorrow”

“Will you ever spend the night with me? Or, you knohat’s left of it?”

He paused next to the bed He ran his hand up the side of h, over a hip…and then his touch skiazes locked, our connection so deep that I fell in and lost track of the world around me My heart squeezed at the warmth I saw

I wrapped ers around his round myself in him I knew then that he felt the sas Was equally cockblocked by the difference in our situations and maybe fate itself

“I wish things were different,” he whispered, his thu across my belly

I nodded mutely