Off Limits
Skyemia and me mo and miawhen mama told me when i was youngloving miame and my stepmom
He pinned me harder against the wooden stand with his hips, letting me feel exactly how much this was affecting him.
“That is one,” he rasped, pulling back just enough to admire the dark, perfect bruise already blooming. Then his mouth moved lower, tugging my sweater and bra strap down my arm until the swell of my breast was bare to his tongue. He marked me again—two, three blooming bruises in a deliberate line that no high-necked shirt would ever hide.
I was shaking, soaked, grinding against the hard length of him through his jeans, desperate for friction.
Grayson spun me around so fast I barely caught my balance. My front pressed against the wooden wall, my cheek against the cool surface.
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