“I-It’s big U-Uncle Al-len… It’s bi-ig…” She answered in an almost crying voice. Holy fuck…
“I won’t ask if you are ok,” I said while brushing the sweaty brown hair out of her face. Maybe she was already afraid of losing me, losing this. I’ll do everything in my power to keep having you like this for as long as you want to.”
“Hmm… So I think we should start making plans… Because I want this… And I don’t think that will change so soon…” She said while snuggling her face on my neck the way she did in the morning, and that I found myself enjoying so. “For a moment, I thought I was hurting you.”
“Is… Is it bad if I don’t mind? She heaved, gasped, her eyes shut tight. Social conventions apart, who better than me? “Oh my God!” I groaned, loudly, panting. “I guess you’re right,” I lightly kissed her lips again, and she took it so beautifully, smiling for me with her eyes full of a deep feeling, peace, lit by acceptance. My legs feel like Jell-O.”
“Really? Broken Little Thing: Chapter 2
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Ava’s words were still ringing inside my brain, “I’m all yours.”
After a while, she didn’t shake anymore.
