“Beau…” Tobias’ voice was full of warning and censure. “She’s all right, aren’t you, Sage? Tell him, love.” Beau’s fingers curled up as much as they could in the now tight space. “Tell him what this feels like.” He paused then, waiting for me to do just that, his fingers brushing against that place inside me that ached sullenly, wanting Beau to move and transform the feeling into something heartbreakingly intense. He shifted his fingers slightly in and out, just enough to remind me of how it felt when my cunt sucked at them, trying to keep him right where he was. Where he needed to be.
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