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“I’ve been trying to go slowly,” he whispers, “but it’s the hardest fucking thing I’ve ever done. I want you so badly.”

“Then take me.” Do I sound as desperate as I feel? His words have me twisted in knots. Every muscle from my shoulders to down between my legs is tight with longing.

“I will. And that’s a promise.” He takes my hand and leads me away from the house