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with a hunger only fucking me can
satisfy. I trail my hand down his chest
and wrap my fingers around his length,
pumping the way he likes, and he throws
his head back. “Just like that.” He
growls, as he grips the back of my neck.
"I want you now, Co," I say. He
looks down at me, lifting me into his
arms, my legs wrapping around him. I
gasp at the feel of him pushing into me. I
sink my nails into the flesh of his back,