[ The intensity is something of a surprise for Cassian as well. He expected something fun, that he could break off and leave her wanting more. Draw her out gradually. But it must be because of the long dry spell, because now that he has her the idea of ever letting go is impossible to imagine. He breathes her in as both hands slide down over the swell of her backside and grip her. When he speaks, his voice is low and rough. ]
Do you really want me to talk more?
[ He rolls his hips for emphasis, grinding against her. ]
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Do you really want me to talk more?
[ He rolls his hips for emphasis, grinding against her. ]