[ another pause. derek's - gonna have to move. he makes his way to the back of the garage, winding through shelves, dodging coworkers. he hides out in the far corner, in one of the security camera's blindspots. jesus. ]
I think about that a lot, too. Filling you. Pushing you to your limits. Making you come for me. Fucking you so hard you can't even tell how loud you're screaming.
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I think about that a lot, too. Filling you.
Pushing you to your limits. Making you come for me.
Fucking you so hard you can't even tell how loud you're screaming.
Keep talking.