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But…”“But what?”“But, you’ll… you’ll… hate me. Fuck, even I hate myself,” she practically sobbed.Turning her over so I could look her in the eyes, I said: “Emily, there is nothing, absolutely nothing you could tell me from your past that would make me hate you.”Quickly her eyes filled with tears. I knew she was drunk but she was also clearly very emotional. What could really be bothering her so much? She was always so strong, so confident and so happy. But whatever she was dying to tell me obviously weighed her down. Despite my own drunkenness, I knew I had to tread carefully, yet she obviously needed to get this off her chest.Wiping her eyes she replied: “Well maybe not hate me. But you’ll never look at me the same and I love the way you look at me. I fucking love it!” as sobs rippled through her body once again.Hugging her close, I soothed her, stroking her hair softly as I kissed her tenderly on her wet cheek.“I promise you Em, I’m not going to look at you any differently,” I said. I can’t do that to her.” The smile didn’t leave her eyes, “I see the way you look at me, Tristan. I know you want to.” She moved her hips again and my own lifted in reflex. Her mouth fell open and she laughed, tossing her head backwards in pure delight. She started to move her hips even more, the fabric of her underwear bunching up against my jeans. I bit back a groan and gripped the tops of her arms, rolling and pushing her into the couch. I clenched my teeth and glared at her hard. “Stop, Sophie. We’re not doing this.” She bit her bottom lip and I felt her legs wrap around my hips, tightening when I gripped her harder. “Sophie. No.” I watched as one of her hands went to the space between her legs and another covered my own hand on her arm. Her long thin fingers dipped beneath the fabric of her red, red underwear and she clasped my hand tighter. Her lips parted and her eyelids fluttered. She whispered my name, “Tristan.” And I nearly lost control. I moved to get off of her and.
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