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Neil McCormick (
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2011-09-03 04:30 am (UTC)
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A whine of a moan catches in the back of my throat and I roll my hips up against his, my legs falling open, knees drawing up to frame his hips.
And just for a moment, it's easy. It feels a little more like it used to, before we started overthinking every single step.
"Mike," I groan against his lips, a hand sliding down to splay out on the small of his back and drag him closer.
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And just for a moment, it's easy. It feels a little more like it used to, before we started overthinking every single step.
"Mike," I groan against his lips, a hand sliding down to splay out on the small of his back and drag him closer.