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Thanksgiving is all but over. I am in bed with Chris, giving thanks to whatever force allowed me to have him. "Just want to feel you... beneath me..." I rasp

He wraps his other leg around me...tightens his muscles around me. I moan softly in his ear. "Have me, Zach...take what you want...what you need from me..."

My hips buck of their own volition. I kiss him hard and start a deep, but achingly slow rythm. "Mine..."

"Every bit of me, Zach..." he whispers and arches his back, lifts his hips...draws me deeper still. "All that I am is yours..." He brings his lips against my ear. "Harder..."

I make a soft sound and snap my hips. "Fuck, Chris..."