“I love you,” I gasp before I can stop myself.
He freezes.
“I love you,” I say again, and this time he lets out a strange, garbled cry.
This time, as I rock harder against him, he starts to pitch backwards. I’m on top of him now, rutting against him, desperate with need. He’s gasping, almost choking. He keeps crying out then cutting off the sounds.
~ What?? Ig Dante breaks the contract then
— May 18, 2026 09:45AM
Add a comment