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###007: THE HEAT
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2026-02-27 00:00:25//VESPER//
He lips moves up, placing a wet lingering kiss on the spot beneath my ear with. Trailed down slow, so slow and pressing kisses along the curve of my spine. Lower, moving to the blades on my shoulder leaving fire in its wake.
His fingers tracing my ribs and then the soft dip of my waist. When he found the hook of my bra, he paused, waiting for me to recoil, to push him away.
I did neither of those to stop him.
He tugged the fabric loose a
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