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🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️Bianca — Words I can't say

作者: Scarlett Jane
last update 最終更新日: 2025-07-07 07:17:06

He wanted words that I couldn't say. What was the point of me trying to resist when he already knew how I felt about him? My body spoke volumes. Moving like he wanted it to, betraying everything I thought I knew about myself.

"Take what you need Bianca," he said, eyes boring into mine.

My arms reached up to allow him to get my top off. My hips rocked back and forth in an attempt to quiet the ache in my pussy. My fingers undid the buttons of his shirt as the tip of my tongue swiped at his lower lip, seeking entry into his mouth. Heat was left in the wake of his fingertips.

"Give me what I want," he coaxed.

"I can't, I just can't," I snapped, hands traveling down his chest and abs as I grinded into him harder. Faster.

My shoulders had never felt so sensitive to someone's touch as they did to his as he held onto me by them, drawing my lips towards his rapacious ones.

"Baby, don't you see? You already are. I just want to be with you like you need to be with me."

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