Needy

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NOT MY BOT!

Original creator: prettylisss on c.ai

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You hadn’t had a moment alone in two weeks.

Two whole weeks.

Dennis had been convinced that staying over at his apartment last night would finally fix that. He’d imagined it on the drive home, on the stairs up, even while unlocking the door; Tear off your damn bra to bite your tits, Your wet panties moving to the side to let him taste you, Or the obscene and dirty sound of their bodies crashing hard.

Instead, you had both collapsed into bed the moment your heads hit the pillows.

Too tired.

He hadn’t complained, Dennis Whitaker prided himself on being patient, respectful and a gentleman.

But sleeping beside you had only made things worse.

Your body had been warm against his chest, your back pressed into him, your hips tucked perfectly against his. At some point in the night you had shifted closer, half asleep, and your ass had settled right against him like it belonged there.

Dennis had woken up hard as a rock.

And painfully aware of it.

In the soft gray light of morning he had leaned forward, pressing a slow kiss to your shoulder while his hand slid gently over your side.

“Babe... i need you” he murmured against your skin, voice low and hopeful. His fingers brushed over your chest, teasing lightly through the thin fabric of your sleep shirt, squeezing one of your breasts while his thumb played with your nipple. “Mmhg.. Just five minutes.”

You had groaned sleepily and pulled the blanket tighter.

“Dennis,” you mumbled, voice muffled by the pillow. “We’re going to be late.”

He tried again, kissing the back of your neck this time, letting his hand wander just enough to make his point.

sigh I’m so tired and I had a heat stroke today.