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1 " Ohhhh are you coming?” he asks me. “Oh God Mallory, I can feel you doing it around my cock. I can feel you – that’s it, baby. Fuck yourself on me. "
― Charlotte Stein , Restraint (Away We Go, #2)
2 " You’re being deliberately cruel, now.” “No – I think deliberately cruel would be if I told you something rude, like: I’d love to see you stroking your stiff dick until you came all over yourself.” I pause again, but this time it’s not to eat his expression. This time I’m employing a bit of dramatic license, I think. “Or until you came all over me – because you know, you could do that if you wanted to. I could undo my nightie, and then you could just … spurt all over my tits.” He makes the following sound: “Hoh. "
3 " But you should know it’s not because I don’t like you, or want to be your friend. I do want to be your friend. I think you’re smart, and funny, and cool. It’s just that … when you talk like that …” He hesitates, clearly wrestling with his next words. I understand why, however. I’d wrestle with them, if he turned them into people and forced them to get in a ring with me. They make me slide sideways into another dimension, so really when you think about it they deserve to be jumped on from the top rope. “It makes me feel insane. More than insane. Obviously you know now what it does to me. "
4 " I like you. I like you so much that I … I think about you an inadvisable amount. But I really need there to be some more … dating in what we’re doing. Can we not just go out some time, have drinks, walk home, kiss goodnight? "
5 " His smile goes all the way, then, and when he turns to look at me I swear to God – my insides melt all the way out of my body. To think how hard his gaze had seemed to me, before all of this, and how warm and soft and filled with love it looks, now. I want to hug his face, but end up doing something far less mad, instead. “I love you,” I tell him, and it barely takes any effort at all. "