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"A little bit," he admits.
I start to move away from him, but he wraps his arms around my
waist and pulls me into him. "Don't leave."
"Fut I don't want to hurt you."
"Fuck the pain," he growls, burying his head in between the space
where my neck and shoulder connects. "I haven't held you like this
in days."
