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Where we live. Together. Just like Bert and Ernie.
“I’m gonna come,” he whispers, biting his bottom lip. I stop moving my hand. “Wait.” He groans. “Fuck. Seriously? You’re finally fucking touching me, and now you’re gonna edge me?” “What’s edge?” I give his cock another caress. “Seriously? You don’t know?” “Not in this context.” “Well, I’m not telling you.” “Why?” “Because I don’t want you to fucking do it to me,” he says on a breath.