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55: Orders

ผู้เขียน: Ash Lennox
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RONAN.

I kept my hand between her thighs not moving yet just letting the weight of it settle there while her breath hitched against my mouth. She was already soaked with the thin barrier of the catsuit sticking to her like a second skin and I could feel the heat radiating through it.

I pressed down just enough to make her jolt and her whole body shivered and a soft gasp escaping before she bit down hard on her lip to muffle it.

“Oh, no kitten” I murmured dragging my lips along the edge of her jaw breathing hot against her ear.

“Don’t hold it in. I want to hear every sound. Every cry. Every filthy little whimper that spills out when I touch you.”

My thumb slid in slow circles over the fabric cruelly light never giving her what she wanted. She twisted in my grip her nails digging into my arm and her body arching up begging silently for more friction. I smirked pulling my hand back completely just to watch the look on her face twist from relief to frustration.

“You think you can just
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