Good for him, and for me. The hunger of his body not so much for orgasm but for that need to be held close and tight, that need we all have to press our nakedness against someone else's. It's his secret to tell, not mine. You're Jonah Cooper.
One of his eyes gave an involuntary flutter. He couldn't have gotten past my shields, he was right, but without them . It was amazing, and in private I would have told him so, but here and now, I blushed. What had I been thinking? I should have told Jean-Claude that we didn't need the bed, that Richard could kneel down and he could just feed.
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