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Sylas revelled in her touch. The heat from her was overwhelmingly good, and he had to grip something to stop himself from going out of his mind.
It's never been this good. As someone who grew up in that kind of world, women were always in abundance. Although he never allowed himself to be touched so easily. A woman had to earn the right for everything she would want from him, and he always left them aching for more.
The opposite was happening right now. Whatever she was doing to him felt different, and he had long surrendered to the feeling. Her small hands were performing a miracle on him. He's never been this hard, even inside other women, and fuck, it felt so good he wanted to scream.
She would look at him with her soft, naive eyes like she wasn't sure if she was doing it right, and then back at his cock and drool at it. He wanted to grab her face and kiss the living daylights out of them, but he didn't want to scare her.
He couldn't scare her.
