“I need you.” He moved himself back into the seat and pulled me over onto his lap. My heart was racing a million miles a minute, I could not keep...up. All I could think about was how badly I needed him inside of me. I did not want him, I needed him. I needed him to feel me, to fill me up, to touch me, to love me, to make me his. I needed him more than I had ever needed anything else. “I love you,” I whispered in his ear as he lined his cock up with my dripping wet pussy. “I love you,” he. Still wearing his work uniform, Ian sits in his chair with his feet propped up on the corner of the coffee table writing a song for his band to play. His facial expression says that he’s deep in thought. Every now and then he’d pick up his guitar to test a few notes that match his lyrics before sitting it back down, scrawling the notes and lyrics down. Quietly I lay sprawled out on his sofa, reading a nice little romantic fantasy-fiction. Whenever Ian tested his ideas I would pause on my. More

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