He pushes in then, slowly, deeply, stroking a chord inside of me. My breath hitches. Oh God."I love that sound," he whispers, his voice gritty. "It's the best music in the world."I wrap my arms around him. "Maybe that should be your ringtone, then."He laughs, his face nuzzled into my neck. "That wouldn't work.""Why?""Because others would hear it. That sound belongs only to my ears.
-J.M. Darhower
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