“Where I don’t share you with any other man.” All the time. “Yes.” I keep expecting to wake up. “If I could be enough to fill you, would you let me?” I look at him. “Yes.” “Then let me try,” he says, his hand cupping my face. “Let me try to be enough for you.” “That’s a big undertaking,” I tell him, my body swelling. His lips brush mine as he whispers. “I’m big enough to take it.” Oh… “Let me. Help you.” He places my palm over his swim trunks, right on his crotch. Yes.
HELLOOOOOO.
