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and down. I throw my head back. If she
carries on like this. I'm going to come.
"Make me yours, Creed."
Slipping on a condom I rip open
with my teeth, I look at her beautiful face
once more. She bites her finger. The way
she’s looking at me is enough to bring me
to my knees. She’s intoxicating. And
mine, mine, mine. I wrap one of her legs
around me.
