“Fuck, I can’t believe you’re here.” His voice is warm honey, and I’m the bee salivating for more. My mouth is on his neck, moving higher. “Why are you here with her?” It’s an angry pout, and he chuckles. “Are you jealous? Would you feel better knowing all I could think about this week was your juicy little cunt?” Electric butterflies dive bomb from my chest to my stomach, and I rise higher in his arms. “I hated this week.” “Longest week of the semester.” His voice is hoarse with desire. I’ve never felt this way. I’ve never longed for someone so much, to the point where physical pain enters my
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