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A slow, wicked smile spread across his face, and he claimed my lips again, his hand moving beneath my skirt.
His fingers hooked around the edge of my lace panties, pulling them aside, and he slipped inside me.
His touch sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my veins, and I gasped, my head falling back, exposing my neck.
He took the invitation, his lips trailing down my throat, his teeth nipping at my collarbone.
I was a mess of sensations, my body on fire, my mind a blur of lust and need.
His fingers moved inside me, slow and deliberate, and I moaned, my hips pressing against his hand, desperate for more.