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Morning calm. I can tell his eyes are half-open even though I can't see him. He puts my hand on his hardening cock.

"Tell me what you want, baby."

I'm always speechless around him. I don't know why. I've never been the shy girl, never the coy one. Really I don't know what to say.

He wraps my hand around his shaft. "Tell me what you want. You want this?"

My whispered "yes" sounds breathy. It barely leaves my lips.

He's not satisfied with that. "Tell me what you want."

"I want you." My voice sound teeny tiny.

"Tell me how."

I take a deep breath and let it all out. "I want you inside me." My face burns from the admission. We both know it, but voicing my desires is something different.

He takes my hand off him. Rolls on top of me. "I'll give you what you want."

Indeed.