[ God, it's amazing how distracting he can be with just his lips. But she wants his voice, too, is listening to every word he says carefully because she loves the timbre of it, loves the reminder of his presence that comes with his voice almost as much as the reminder that comes with his touch. ] Asking. [ Voice tightening just a little as she slips her hand under the hem of his shirt, rests it on warm skin. ] There's nothing quite as real as you.
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