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“I know.” He looks at me again,holding my hand as he adds, “But I want to. You mean a lot to me, and I likeshowering you with gifts. Isn’t that one of your love languages?”

“Acts of service,” I clarify with asmile. “And I didn’t know you knew about love languages.”

A playful expression morphs hisfeatures. “I’ve been reading about relationships and such.”

“Oh?”

“Mmhm.”

I moisten my lips. “Well, I’m sureI’ve figured out that you have three.”

He slowly runs his hand up and downmy arm. “Which are?”

I confidently lift my chin toanswer. “Words of affirmation, quality time, and the third one we both have incommon.”

“What’s that?”

“Touch,” I say in a flirty tone.

His chest rumbles at a deep growl. “Yougot that right. I need to touch you right now.”

I giggle. “Where?”

“Where would you like?”

I glance at my pelvic area and smileat him.

Varen smirks. My body shudders as hepulls down my pajama pants with my underwear, leaving me partially bare on thecouch.

He’s about to touch me between mylegs, but I stop him. “Uh-uh. Not with your hand.”

“Mm. I see.”

Heart galloping, I watch him loweron the area rug. The lights from the TV allow me to see the lust on his face.

A gasp slips past my lips when Varengrips my thighs. He adjusts me on the couch and pushes them apart.

I cry out as he plants his mouth onmy pussy and feasts on me like an animal who has fasted for months.

It doesn’t take long for an orgasmto blast inside my body, leaving me as limp as a rag doll.

Once Varen’s gotten his fill, hehoists me from the couch and carries me to bed.

I remove my top while he peels offhis clothes. He positions himself between my thighs. After a long, stimulatingkiss, he drives his cock inside me and begins grinding at a slow pace.

“I love you so much, Toya,” he groansat my lips. “Your happiness means everything to me. I just want to give you theworld.”

I touch his face while staring intohis darkened eyes, glazed over with desire and raw adoration. “You already do,Varen. I’m happy. I love you.”

He captures my mouth for more heatedkisses as he increases the tempo of his thrusts.

Our moans bounce off the walls,dousing the apartment until we explode simultaneously like a volcano of ecstasy.

We’re a tangled mess on top of thesheets, clinging to each other while catching our breaths.

Within minutes, Varen’s swollen andthrusting into me again as if trying to give us as much as possible before Ileave.

I suppose that’s how things will bebetween us for a few years until I’m back home for good.

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