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235: On your knees

Author: Raven
last update publish date: 2026-08-27 23:49:29

ELLIS

The kiss was messy, hard, almost angry, with teeth clashing and breath mingling in short bursts that left no room for the earlier argument to continue.

Julian made a low sound against my mouth, kissing back harder, one hand tangling in my hair while the other found my waist, pulling me against him, making it impossible to focus on anything but the heat between us and the fact that he was finally there, even if he was being a pain in my ass about it.

‎His tongue fought against mine inste
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