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“I…I” She shakes her head

“You can’t, because you feel it too, don’t you? What’s always lurked beneath the surface between us?”

She closes her eyes and whimpers

“Eyes, Blue I want to see the e in those browns”

“We can’t”

“Why?”

“It’s not right,” she whispers

“Why? Everyone knohat I had with Calla was a joke That vengeful bitch isn’t even here now There are no more excuses”

“Shadow”

I put off, I hher lips with ue

She lifts her ar her curvy frame to mine

My cock twitches, and I devour her She tastes sweet, like ary I tiltainst her, desperate forback, I grip her thighs and lift her up, slaainst the door If she had a skirt, I would’ve been balls deep by noas a patient ht noas frantic to see, taste, and feel every inch of the woainst her, sing her whi into my back Our lips separate, and I suck in air

She thrashes againstto—”

“That’s it, baby, let go forinto her flesh so hard I know there will be bruises The thought makes me happy I want every motherfucker who sees her to know she’s mine

She throws her head back Her body shakes as a keening wail spills from her full lips