But it’s not just her looks. It’s her. It’s everything that she embodies. Her strength. Her convictions. The water sloshes frantically, a reflection that I’m seconds away from coming and it’s going to be messy. I think of the many times I felt a connection so deep, it felt as if I knew her in a past life, how sometimes it feels as if we’re connected in a way which makes us one.
The thought of being buried deep inside her has me slamming my fist against the wall while, with the other hand, I stroke my c**k frantically until I come with a guttural groan. My o****m tackles me so fiercely, my legs almost buckle out from under me.
His heart beats wildly, but this is the first time it finally feels like mine—my sick beat for Luna and…music.
I hear it. The beat sings to me how it once did.
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