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There had been many times in the corner at first. Thankfully, he was patient, and I quickly became better at stemming my impulses when our times together grew more intense.
He continued pounding. Nuzzling my neck, his chest smashed to my chest.
But that was only half of the equation. Maybe Chris didn't want to be a dad.
His cock grew harder still, which made my pussy throb.
My chest shuddered and heaved on my next inhale and exhale, the ropes feeling like they were what was holding my heart and lungs inside me, not my ribcage.
At least he was able to get rid of his apartment.
"What's going on behind those beautiful emerald eyes?" My cheeks burned, and I could only look as high as his single-dimpled mouth while my hands fumbled at opening the wrapper on my sandwich. This man had seen every part of me laid bare.