Love or Lust
Even though, she couldn’t scream out the very thing she wanted to say to him at that moment.
‘I love you, Dian’
"Dian…," she moaned.
"I know." He muttered in her ears as
he started to move, giving her dropping long and deep strokes.
He moved like a man professing love to his woman, like he couldn’t get enough of her, like he was making love to her for the first time and the last time all at once.
Each thrust was more passionate than every one he had given to her in the week.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.
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