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Cat bites blanket and kneads

Cat bites blanket and kneads

Cat bites blanket and kneads my thighs. I don't know what's worse. My own fear or that he's out there in the dark, wting. I want to wake up and find out he's gone, that he never even bothered to find me. I have a headache that's pounding and a sore stomach and a fever that makes me light-headed.

It's almost dawn. I've been up for an hour and a half. He's not here. My body is aching, and I'm sweating.

I wish I'd never left.

The door rattles, and the chn squeaks. My eyes slide to the peephole, and I'm relieved to see him. I know he can't go back to sleep.

"I'm not going to hurt you." His voice sounds tired, muffled and deep. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. It's just me."

I unlock the door and swing it open.

He stares at the chn on the door and then at me. He looks worried.

I step outside, closing the door behind me. I don't want him to go back to sleep, either. I want to keep my promise to him, to not hurt him. To just be with him. I look around and notice that the car is gone. The car I saw last night in the driveway. That means he came in the back. My skin crawls.

"What are you doing here?" I try to keep my voice calm, steady. My heart's beating hard, and I can't catch my breath.

"I told you. I'm not going to hurt you." He holds up a hand. "I swear."

"Then why did you come?" My knees shake. I can't seem to stop them.

"I told you. I didn't want to leave you alone." He shakes his head. "I wanted to be with you. I couldn't sleep."

"I'm glad."

"I've never been alone before." He frowns. "I just wanted to come home."

"I want to come home, too."

"Come on, then."

I wrap my arms around his neck. He smells so good.

He leads me back to the couch, his lips pressing agnst my hr, and pulls me onto his lap. I'm suddenly warm. It's nice. It feels so good, and I want more. I press my lips agnst his, and he kisses me.

He tastes like coffee. I don't want it to end.

He pulls back, his mouth still touching mine. "I'm sorry," he says.

I nod and try to smile. "It's okay. Really."

"I shouldn't have done that. I'm so sorry." He moves his hand to my wst and rubs the area. "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay." I try to relax. "I liked it."

He kisses the corner of my mouth. "Me too."

He moves to the couch and puts his feet on the coffee table. He looks down at me, smiling, and then stands. "You're going to need some sleep."

"I'm not tired." I want to feel his arms around me, holding me, so I can just relax and fall asleep.

"I'm so sorry," he says. "I just wanted to be with you."

I stand. "No. I like it."

I can feel his eyes on me, and I know what he wants. I want it too.

He pulls me to him.

I feel like a little girl.

We kiss and kiss. My mind feels fuzzy and my body's weak. He leans back and smiles. He reaches out for my hand, and I take it. I hold it in my lap, my fingers slipping through his, feeling how soft his skin is, how smooth. I wonder if he's warm.

We sit and stare at each other.

It's been a while since I've been kissed.

It feels so good.

It feels safe.

I want to close my eyes and just be.

I want to just enjoy it.

I want to just be with him.

He pulls me onto him and kisses me agn. I feel the heat of his body through his shirt, and I love it.

We kiss, and then kiss agn. I feel like I could kiss him forever.

It's nice, really nice.

His lips are soft and sweet.

It's everything I want.

He puts his head on my shoulder, and I smile, feeling relaxed.

We kiss and kiss and kiss.

Then he moves his hands to my back, and I feel it.

He's warm.

I want him to hold me.

I want to be with him.

I want him.

"I've been wanting to do this for a while," he says.

My eyes slide open.

I look up at him, not really understanding.

He smiles. "It's okay. I didn't hurt you, did I?"

I shake my head and pull him to me.

He kisses me gently, and I relax into him.

His mouth is sweet, and I want more. I kiss his neck. I pull back and run my fingers through his hr, letting it slide through my fingers.

He kisses me agn.

His fingers trace my lips, and I kiss them back.

His hands find the hem of my shirt, and I want more.

He takes off my shirt, and I lift my arms up to help him. His fingers feel so good.

He kisses the base of my neck and licks it. I feel hot. I kiss him.

He pushes down my pants, and they slide down, leaving me naked.

"I didn


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