Page 270 of Breaking the Rules
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More inI can't control my hands because you're driving me out of my mindway.
"Fuck, Em."
His cock pulses.
I wait until he spills every drop, then I swallow hard.
He blinks his eyes open and stares down at me with that same hazy expression.
Like I'm some angel sent to save him.
I'm not.
I can barely save myself.
But it still feels good believing it.
Believing that there aren't any ugly complications on the horizon.
