His arms are around my waist as he pulls me closer to him, pressing our bodies together. Read 16200 times |
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I squeeze the comforter as I have trouble blocking out the pain focusing on the pleasure. “Ready, darlin’,” he whispers, he brushes a firm, but familiar hand through my blonde hair. “Oh…” I know he can hear the sadness in my voice as I sit back on my feet feeling as though he doesn’t want this. He comes home tired as I sit on his bed reading. I squeeze the comforter as I have trouble blocking out the pain focusing on the pleasure. He places his hands on my hips. I look at him with big, blue, innocent eyes, unsure of what to say as I wrap my arms around his shoulders in a tender embrace.
