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heat welcomed me as i straddled his lap, loud pants escaping my lips, tire building in my head, my eyes drooping.
"you don't have to waste your energy," he mumbles seductively- purposely? I'm not sure.
"we can just be rockin'," he says, his hips lifting to rub against the building heat between my legs. i gulp, throwing my head back as i try to clamp my legs shut.
"i just want your body next to me," he pauses, his hand trailing up my thigh, then going up and running down my sides, sending goosebumps up my bare body, "cause it brings me so much ecstasy."
"you don't have to spend your life with me," he said, sitting up slightly, licking his lips hungrily as he presses his hand on the small of my back, "i'm actin' reckless, baby." he murmur, his head tucking into my neck, pressing sloppy kisses.
"why do you want to take away from this moment?" he asks, his hand pushing my thighs back open as i tried to clamp them shut.
"be-beca-"
"we can own it," he says, his hands going to cup the side of ribs, going down to my hips.
"we can just be rockin',"
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this imagine is so shītty but oh whale
