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My laugh is air when I read between my hips with an arrow pointing down.

My tongue

My dick

My fingers

MINE

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Moving further up my body to my stomach, there are different words all over my torso.

Cute as fuck

Adorable

Perfection

Beautiful

Good

My sternum.

Good girl

Psychotic

Righteous

Pure

Hellion

Mine

A sob lodges itself in my throat when I reach my chest and the bold letters he’s underlined.

W O R T H Y

Over my heart.

MINE

To love

To cherish

To protect

Going down my arms is the same mix of words, until I reach my palm.

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