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I buried my emotions.
Especially, when my dreams were about sex.
For the past few weeks, we'd been concentrating on orgasm control. It had been hard at first because I'd gotten used to only feeling, not concentrating, when we were together like that.
Sweat dripped down his forehead.
They didn't help this time.
The other hand slid up and down my left side. Caressing my arm, breast, hip, thigh.
This weekend, we'd go get a tree and decorate my apartment.
He even seemed to scoot down further, moving toward me.