The Bad Girl
Every movement felt overwhelming — new, intense, and frighteningly addictive.
“Kael…” she whispered, almost pleading.
“I’ve got you,” he answered immediately, his forehead pressing against hers. “Just feel it… don’t think.”
His voice grounded her.
The tension between them built slowly, like a rising tide neither of them could stop anymore. The room filled with soft breaths, quiet gasps, and the sound of two people completely lost in each other.
Maxine felt her body tremble.
Something inside her tightened, emotions mixing with sensation until she didn’t know where one ended and the other began.
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