She nipped his lower lip, then laved the spot with a soft brush of her tongue as she rubbed a finger over the tip of his c**k. His hips jerked upward, shoving the rigid length through the tight cage of her fingers to leave a slick spot where it slid against the fabric of her pants.
“Whatever you are, whatever you’ve convinced yourself, I don’t care. Just love me, Johnny. Make me forget where we are, make me believe we’ve got forever.”
She squeaked as he surged into movement, wrapping her up in his arms and flipping them so he loomed over her. Two pairs of hands worked at her pants, pulling them down and off before he spread her thighs with a hard knee. A second later, he had his c**k at the entrance to her p***y and looked her in the eye.
“Forever, Milly. I promise you forever.”
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