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From my mouth escapes a squeak that I silence instantly when he pulls from me with a rapture toward him.

"I know you want this as much as I do. . . " he whispers in my ear. His words are accompanied by actions, sliding his hand from my shoulder to my hips. "And I also know that you are driving me crazy and every day I wish you were mine more. . . " He says, kissing and nibbling my neck, making me feel thousands of pleasant sensations that I discovered I could feel just two days ago. "I want to have you, baby. . ."

My back involuntarily arches and my eyes close to the feeling of his kisses and small bites on my neck. It feels so good. . .

"I want to make you feel that you want so much. . . " I feel his hand coming down to the edge of my underwear, but I do nothing to stop it, "let me do it, okay?" he asks, in a murmur. "Just let me do it. . ."

My eyes open like dishes and a gasp comes out of my mouth as he puts his hand inside my underwear.

Why does he do that? Why. . .

All thought