Cole relaxed on his haunches, spreading his knees wider, his other hand rubbing along his erection through the thin layer of his pants. Falling over me, he started up a dry hump while chasing my lips, growling in frustration and securing a fist in my hair to keep me still, stealing the kiss he wanted. “I love you,” he said over and over between kisses and taking a second for air. My body was a live wire, my mind unable to settle on one thought, my voice unable to spit out a coherent sentence. I bit his lip, sending him snarling away as I wheezed, the taste of copper filling my mouth.
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