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Pushing

Penulis: E L Simon
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-07-22 06:24:51

For a moment, Noah let it happen.

Anneliese’s kiss was over-the-top and eager, all lip and heat and desperation, like she was trying to prove something. Her nails skimmed up his arms as she kissed him again, leaning into him with theatrical effort, like they were already halfway into some late-night fantasy.

He didn’t stop her, not right away. Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was defiance. Maybe it was just a half second of not giving a shit.

But then laughter spilled out from the gym. One of t
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