We Are Destined Mates
My fingers find their way to his hair, tangling in the soft strands as he deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring, teasing.
"I need you," he whispers, his voice thick with desire, each word like a caress against my skin. He begins to unhook my bra clips, sending waves of ripples down my spine.
Just when I thought it was over, he stopped and began to spread my legs, making his head in between my legs; trusting the process, I allowed him. I can feel his mouth shifting my already wet panties.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“Trust me, Will you?” He responds, I can feel his hot breath against my clit. His mouth moves dangerously close to that flesh between my legs, and once he claims me, I cry out i
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