[Her little moans, her grinding against his hand, how soaked she is -- it's hard to say what turns him on most about it, but arousal pulses through his entire body, winding tightly in his chest, and it takes all the self-control he can muster up not to take her now-- right now. Because he wants to, he so badly wants to just lay her out right here in the grass, wants to feel her come completely apart because of him--
But when she says something like that, it sparks an even deeper need welling up within him.]
Maybe I am, [he whispers against the shell of her ear, teasing at her with his fingers, his other hand wrapped around her almost possessively.] I want you to say it. Tell me how badly you want it.
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But when she says something like that, it sparks an even deeper need welling up within him.]
Maybe I am, [he whispers against the shell of her ear, teasing at her with his fingers, his other hand wrapped around her almost possessively.] I want you to say it. Tell me how badly you want it.