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31. Coming Home
We came home two days later. I was bored already, now I knew how he felt the last time he was hospitalized.
"Brenton seriously, I needed to start using my legs now." He carried me to the couch and left me to do the laundry. I missed the couch, the pillows, God I missed the house. I decided to lay on the couch for a while. I was too comfy to move. I crawled myself to the middle of the couch and dozed off.
The next thing I knew, he was by my side. The pillows were on the floor. I was resting my head on his chest. His naked tattooed chest. "Mm...I've missed sleeping on your chest. I've missed kissing your chest, holding on in your embrace."
I cuddled in closer to him, while he kissed the top of my head. His hands roamed my body, making me relaxed in his arm, moaning his name.
"I missed this too beautiful. I missed hearing your moans." He cupped my face and kissed my lips sensually, while his hand trailed down
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