[ there is a mild sting that comes with the pull of her hair because he doesn't pull hard, just enough to guide her head back. again, she does so without hesitation, even moaning at the sensation. this isn't as tender as their past fucks but she thinks she likes this new direction for the evening.
always thinking about this – her lips curl when she hears those words just over the loud beating of her heart in her ears. always thinking about her, she supposes. just like she thinks about him way too much to be normal. ]
Loverboy... [ but she can't speak now, not when he's gone faster, not when the sound of his voice wraps around her like a blanket. ]
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[ there is a mild sting that comes with the pull of her hair because he doesn't pull hard, just enough to guide her head back. again, she does so without hesitation, even moaning at the sensation. this isn't as tender as their past fucks but she thinks she likes this new direction for the evening.
always thinking about this – her lips curl when she hears those words just over the loud beating of her heart in her ears. always thinking about her, she supposes. just like she thinks about him way too much to be normal. ]
Loverboy... [ but she can't speak now, not when he's gone faster, not when the sound of his voice wraps around her like a blanket. ]