They are not the ones in my bed, [She reminds him, one hand drawing to cup his face. He does not need to worry about other men. No, they cannot have something so traditional as they would back home (and even then she is not entirely sure how it would work).]
You are the one I am asking if you wish to bury yourself inside me. [Her free hand moves to his waist, to slide down over his lap. It is not a tease, but a promise of what is to come. He does not have to think of other men when it is clear he is the one she wants.]
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You are the one I am asking if you wish to bury yourself inside me. [Her free hand moves to his waist, to slide down over his lap. It is not a tease, but a promise of what is to come. He does not have to think of other men when it is clear he is the one she wants.]