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Trinity
My brain tried to tell my body to pull back, but there was no chance my body was going to listen. I wanted him. It was more than that. I needed him. Not just s*x, but him. I needed a man who wouldn’t try to sweet talk me or be gentle and loving. I just needed s*x.
His hands scorched up and down my back while his tongue danced inside my mouth. I groaned and sucked on his tongue, loving when his fingers dug into my hips. He leaned over, the difference in our heights forcing me to bend with him, and steered me toward the living room.
We stumbled and kissed and rushed to the couch, clothes already flying by the time we reached the soft landing. He pulled me down on top of him, his c**k settling between my thighs and hitting me just right.
The last time we had s*x, I came, but I
