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I really wasn’t in the mood at all, and he hadn’t had an orgasm for at least a couple days, I’m guessing, and he kept coming up to me and acting sweet, tickling my side, nuzzling my face, grazing my nipples gently through the shirt with his fingers, flirting and winking and giving me small hints that he wanted it, and I kept saying, no, I’m just not in the mood, but he just kept pressing and pressing and pressing, but not too much, just using small affectionate gestures at first and eventually working his way up as I would allow him, and every little thing he did was SO sincere and SO passionate, and so…raw. Honest, genuine. He really wanted me, he NEEDED me; nature was pushing him to do everything he had to do to get me into bed, to get me to think of him as sweet, as someone who would take care of more, as something that I needed as well. He seduced me, in a way that is more true to the word than I have ever experienced in my life. It wasn’t romantic, but it wasn’t degrading and plain old horny either, it was just PASSIONATE. He needed a woman to make love to, and was moved to produce an intense session of foreplay which worked itself up into the most amazing sex I’ve ever had. I’ll never forget him leaning in over and over to kiss my cheek and whisper gently, “Can I have you? Please?” The afterglow was amazing, too; we cuddled with just the perfect amount of affection to sum up everything amazing that we had just done.
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