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Eleanor whimpered, her breath coming in short gasps as she ground on me. She looked so beautiful. Her hairs messed up, her eyes closed with pleasure, her lower lip under the pressure of her teeth.
Her arms around my neck as she rubbed herself on me making me go crazy. She was the first to make me go crazy.
A shaky sigh escaped my lips as I watched her. She was losing herself and I felt my body burning with desire.
My groan of pleasure resonated through the confined space, the heat between us palpable. My eyes, darkened with lust and desire, bore into hers, but there was a deeper emotion beneath the surface.
I wanted more than just a fleeting moment of passion; I wanted our first time to be meaningful.
A shaky sigh escaped my lips as I held Eleanor’s hips, pulling h
