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Author: Christabelradiance
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-04-14 00:04:21

~Xyana~

Tranquility is not enough word to describe what I'm feeling streaming through me as Clifton moves his hands up to hold my face while he returns my kiss.

I moan against his lips, wrapping my arms around his neck, and he moves his hands to the back of my head and down my body.

He lifts me up and slams me against the wall of his room, beating out the little air I had still left in my lungs, his hands resting on my ass. His muscular abs presses against my body, making it impossible for me to think straight.

I let him devour me, enjoying every second of it. He breaks the kiss to move his lips along my jawline and further down to my neck.

I claw down onto his shoulders, throwing my head back against the wall, my heart beating so fast, risking suffocation.

Suddenly, a warm sensation of surrender streams through me and I knew instantly that it's all coming from Clifton. I can feel his emotions and he's already surrende
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