Chaser

We roll together. He takes total control, leading us both to the place he wants us.
I call out his name again and again.
He silences me with a kiss and presses himself against me.
I love that weight on me.
I love his strong, thumping heartbeat against my chest, my own seeming to match it.
I love his lips on my temple, and the sweet nothings he whispers in my ear.
The man has conquered my body, but that isn't all.
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When people inevitably bring up my weight, I usually tell them that as far as that's...