"Kyle," I mumbled his name against his mouth, but my voice was weak and helpless.My head was spinning now.Kyle didn’t slow down. His tongue slid into my mouth as his hands kneaded my breast. My anger was gone before I knew and it was quickly replaced with tingling sparks through my body.When he finally pulled back we were both breathing fast. He reached out and wiped my tears with his thumb.“You’re mine, Mirabel,” he murmured.His mouth moved down my neck, sucking and grazing, and I arched into him when he reached my breast. He sucked through the fabric.“I’m still mad,” I managed to say, my voice was shaking.“I know.” He sucked harder, making my body tremble.I gasped, gripping the sheets.My entire body was melting.Then I blurted the thing that terrified me. “How are we supposed to make a real baby if Zoey shows up? She’ll ruin everything.”He dragged his tongue lower, over the dress, to my bellybutton. My head kept spinning when he started sucking."Kyle... I'll fight you, you
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