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His Girl
She was older than him by about five years but that doesn't stop him from calling her "girl, girl, girl..."
He would call her girl in different inflections
- while he's exploring the expanse of her skin: "Girl, you've got the softest skin. Golden, caramel, sweet...my sweet girl..."
-while he's telling her promises of what she'd get if she's good: "If you're a good girl, I'll go down on you like a starving man..."
- while he's buried deep in her: "You feel so good, so warm and tight. Take it like that...that's my girl"
-and while he's holding her after. He'd whisper it so quietly, like it's a secret between him and her skin: "You're my girl"
But he'd never refer to her as a girl in public. He'll have different titles for her - like when he introduces her to his friends (This gorgeous woman is...) or when he refers to her in a restaurant or at a bar when he's ordering her a drink (The lady would like to have a Cuba Libre, please) or even in a formal situation (Miss X would prefer...)
She secretly loves it. Like it was their own tiny secret; like it was her secret identity. It was a symbiotic trade off. He gives her the reins in public but she allows him to manhandle her behind closed doors.
Yes, she was his girl.
He would call her girl in different inflections
- while he's exploring the expanse of her skin: "Girl, you've got the softest skin. Golden, caramel, sweet...my sweet girl..."
-while he's telling her promises of what she'd get if she's good: "If you're a good girl, I'll go down on you like a starving man..."
- while he's buried deep in her: "You feel so good, so warm and tight. Take it like that...that's my girl"
-and while he's holding her after. He'd whisper it so quietly, like it's a secret between him and her skin: "You're my girl"
But he'd never refer to her as a girl in public. He'll have different titles for her - like when he introduces her to his friends (This gorgeous woman is...) or when he refers to her in a restaurant or at a bar when he's ordering her a drink (The lady would like to have a Cuba Libre, please) or even in a formal situation (Miss X would prefer...)
She secretly loves it. Like it was their own tiny secret; like it was her secret identity. It was a symbiotic trade off. He gives her the reins in public but she allows him to manhandle her behind closed doors.
Yes, she was his girl.
