"You drive me crazy," he moaned, tilting his c**k to stroke the thick crown across her p***y lips, up and down, jostling her swollen c**t with each stroke.
Faith writhed with need, her chest clenched with a longing she was sure would destroy her when he left again. "You're driving me crazy. Don't make fun of me, Miguel."
There was no time for jokes. The hours between now and his departure were too precious to waste. Her stomach clenched at the thought, the urgency of time slipping away from her filling her with aching fear. How had she lived without this… without him for so long?
He watched her face as he rubbed his satin glans against her. "But you're so beautiful like this. I've dreamed of you like this."
"Stop dreaming," he hissed. "Start fucking."
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