Imagine him looking up at you from between your legs. Making sure you’re watching him as he tasted you for the first time. Observing your reaction so he learns what you like and what you don’t. Challenging you to stay with him when all you want to do is wriggle and writhe and let go.
… fuck. my. life.
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