This morning, I told Tate we could be friends, like old times. I pretended like that was what I wanted, and it sucked ass to make it seem like I was actually okay with it. The last thing I want to do is be her friend. I want to strip her naked and taste every inch of her body. I want to thrust inside of her while she moans my name, scraping her nails into my skin. I want to bury my face between her thighs, letting her ride my tongue like a mechanical bull. I want to fuck the emptiness right from her eyes, making her feel everything all at once. And I want to take her to breakfast, hand in
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