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My favorite plaything pressed against my stomach, teasing me, and I lost my train of thought.
Fuck it.“No condom—I don’t care,” I gasped. “You’re the only one I’m sleeping with too.”
He jerked up and looked at me, his shallow breath rolling over my face. He studied me for a second, something unreadable in his eyes. Then he crushed his mouth to mine and slid into me.
There was something deeper about the sex this time, more emotional, desperate. Both of us were frantic, like we’d thought we were never going to see each other again, and the lack of a condom, the absence of that barrier, elevated everything, made us hungrier.
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