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I dig my nails into his shoulders when he withdraws from me, filling me completely again, slowly. The burning, horny and anxiety mix. Liam kisses me: on the lips, on the cheeks, on the neck.

- For the love of…– I sigh.

When he leaves me, I miss him. That feeling, so new and precious, of having him deep inside my body excites me. Liam subtly rotates his hips as he penetrates me, and it makes me moan. it is only as good as your tongue.

The warmth of his skin against mine created a cocoon of comfort, and the exchange of glances spoke volumes, conveying a profound understanding that transcended words. The rhythmic dance of our bodies echoed the harmony of our emotions, creating an intimate symphony that resonated within.

I look at his face as he moves. The room is filled with our breaths and moans, the creaking of the bed and the rustling of the sheets. Liam's eyes are on my face, then on the movement of my breasts every time he thrusts inside me.

- What's the sensation? - he asks. For th