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“I’m gonna c-co—”

“Do it,” she demands, thighs moving closer together, squeezing me. “God that feels good.”

I need her to come, too.

I don’t want to be the asshole that—

“OH yes…yes…don’t stop, right there.” She’s moaning, eyes closed, teeth biting her bottom lip. “Don’t fucking stop.”

I wouldn’t dare.

epilogue

Drake:

Babe—you miss me yet?

Daisy:

Obviously. I was so bored this weekend without you.

Did you at least watch the game?

Of course I did! You look so cute in your little helmet.

Cute?

SO cute…

What else did you do while I was gone?

Um, talked to you? It’s only been 24 hours, it’s not like you flew to the moon. You were in Michigan.

Okay but still.

I’m still getting used to having someone to come home to.

I mean, we’ve been together almost five months…

Hey! We can celebrate tonight!

LOL we don’t have to celebrate.

You know. “CELEBRATE”

Is that our new code word for sex?

Obviously. Unless you want to call it something else. Fornicate has a nice ring to it.

Um, gross. That word makes me gag.

What’s worse: fornicate or moist.

Seriously?

I like this game.

No, you like the “let’s get naked” game.

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