This cryin' thing fuckin' sucks, yo. The few times I have cried, didn't last very long. What I'm doin', now? Goes somewhere in the category of Never-Thought-This-Would-Happen. He's holdin' me, he's forgiven me, Wes has forgiven me, and I have no fuckin' clue what to do next
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The low-down tickle starts buildin' and burnin', and I know I'm about to come like a freight train. I tighten around him, tryin' wicked hard not to scream real loud, cuz I got a rep to uphold, know what I'm sayin'. But, when I look into his fuckin' gorgeous eyes, somethin' inside me bursts free, makin' my body quake.
"Holy shit!" I screech yell, clampin' down so hard I wonder, in the back of my mind, if I'm hurtin' him with the pressure. "I--sorry...don't know my own strength sometimes," I manage to pant out, once I'm able to speak again. Don't know why I'm so concerned about his well-being, but I am. Guess 'cause I can't stand the thought of him gettin' hurt.
And, what is up with this inner-monologue-ramble I've been doin' lately? I don't ramble, yo ( ... )
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"I--sorry...don't know my own strength sometimes."
Opening my eyes, I look up at her with a grin. "It's all right."
Before I can say anything more, however, she leans down and grabs me, snogging me practically senseless. I'm starting to wonder just how insatiable this girl is when she surprises me by what she says next.
"Come for me, baby. I want to watch you come."
The jerk of her hips overrides my shock, and after she moves a few more times, I lose it myself, pulsing within her. My entire body clenches up, and I groan. "Uhhhhhhh...Fai...."
Good lord, what is she doing to me?
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I wait until he's finished, then I lick all the way up to his chin, stoppin' to nibble lightly on his jawline.
"Mmmm. That was fuckin' amazing. I think I could probably sleep for a week now."
Slinkin' onto my side, I snuggle on his chest, listenin' to his heartbeat. I've never felt so content.
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Especially when she nibbles my jaw. Bloody hell, she certainly knows what's she doing.
"Mmmm. That was fuckin' amazing. I think I could probably sleep for a week now.""I certainly agree with that," I tell her, wrapping my arm around her as she rests her head on my chest. "Wake me up in a few months if you'd be so kind ( ... )
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I can't help the slight grin spreadin' across my face at the sight of him sleepin' like a baby. Poor guy needs some rest, man...especially after all the crazyness goin' on right now. I should let him rest; I really should, however, my stomach is disagreeing with the plan, so I better wake Sleeping Beauty.
Proppin' myself up on my elbows, I blow air in his ear. He twitches a little, but no real movement. Better try somethin' else. And suddenly a wicked brainstorm comes to me.
I slip a hand under the sheets until I find my target, then I start to stroke it to attention. Earl moans as I work him up....literally. I kiss his lips and whisper, "Wakey-wakey."
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I seem to have quite the knack for doing that, actually.
I was just beginning to wake up when I realized that I was also starting to feel rather turned on, sensations tightening in my groin. Opening my eyes, Faith kissing me and telling me to wake up. The reason for my half-aroused state was quite apparent now. Her hand is...her hand is really very talented. Good lord.
"Faith," I groan into her lips. "As much fun as another go-round would be...I don't think I'm up for it at the moment, no matter what my body is saying to the contrary."
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