It was late at night and I was having a little problem. Ian and I were laying in bed and we had music in the radio playing quietly. "Ian?" I asked not knowing if he was even awake. He turned over in bed and hummed in response. "I, uh..." I kept fumbling over my words not entirely knowing how to ask. "Can we have sex?" I asked him straight up. He cleared his throat and I looked him in the eyes. "Please? I really need you." I begged again. "Alright babygirl." He finally answered. His tone sent shivers down my spine. "But be ready for a rough night." His words made me melt right there in our bed. That night was by far the best we've had in a while.
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