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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,
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