[Adam rests back against his pillows and slides a hand down, under the waistband of his sweats. Nobody's going to walk in, but he doesn't push them down - not yet, anyway. He's already feeling a little warm as he wraps a hand around himself.]
I like that you can't. I like that you want me too much to take it slow sometimes - that's why I like teasing you. You're so sexy when you want me that much. When you can't think about anything else.
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[Adam rests back against his pillows and slides a hand down, under the waistband of his sweats. Nobody's going to walk in, but he doesn't push them down - not yet, anyway. He's already feeling a little warm as he wraps a hand around himself.]
I like that you can't. I like that you want me too much to take it slow sometimes - that's why I like teasing you. You're so sexy when you want me that much. When you can't think about anything else.