[ Alina squeezes the back of his neck to steady herself as Nikolai pushes into her. She's tight, not painfully so, but she welcomes the blunt head of his cock inside of her far less frequently now. This is not the long sessions of their lovemaking where he made her cry out his name from just his fingers and his tongue multiple times over.
And still she wouldn't change it. This is what she needs. She needs him, messy and unplanned. Perfectly imperfect in its honesty. ]
I wantβ [ She chokes on the words. She can't hold it back now. She can't afford to lie to him. Or to herself. ] I want it too.
[ She grasps the back of his hand, pulling it back to the flat of her stomach as she begins to rock against him. ]
Can we pretend? [ She whispers it, her mouth against his temple, her hips bumping in small hitches. ] Just... just for one night.
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[ Alina squeezes the back of his neck to steady herself as Nikolai pushes into her. She's tight, not painfully so, but she welcomes the blunt head of his cock inside of her far less frequently now. This is not the long sessions of their lovemaking where he made her cry out his name from just his fingers and his tongue multiple times over.
And still she wouldn't change it. This is what she needs. She needs him, messy and unplanned. Perfectly imperfect in its honesty. ]
I wantβ [ She chokes on the words. She can't hold it back now. She can't afford to lie to him. Or to herself. ] I want it too.
[ She grasps the back of his hand, pulling it back to the flat of her stomach as she begins to rock against him. ]
Can we pretend? [ She whispers it, her mouth against his temple, her hips bumping in small hitches. ] Just... just for one night.