"A little bit," he admits. I start to move away from him, but he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me into him. "Don't leave." "Fut I don't want to hurt you." "Fuck the pain," he growls, burying his head in between the space where my neck and shoulder connects. "I haven't held you like this in days."
Bitte wählen Sie Ihr Anliegen aus.
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