It wasn't my wild groaning that caused his expression to be like this, and as for myself, I can't even describe how shocked and shaking I am at the moment.
What the hell just came out of my mouth? Just what did I call him? Love? Hun? What kind of pathetic dreamer am I becoming because of this s*x? What. The...
The worst part is, deep inside, I wish this could stop being just a f**k kind of thing.
Ooh, dear Lord! What is happening to me?
I try to avoid looking into his eyes by rubbing my face with my palms, but I'm ineffectual. He doesn't seem to be contemplating averting his gaze away from me at any point in the decade to come. Maybe my radical titles for him have astounded him this much. Well, he has every f*****g reason to be! The only thing remaining is for him to drop me on the col
