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,I kiss her as I hover over her body. "I love you more",I thrust in her again. We both moan loud. Fuck I'm just getting started.

Pressed her cheek between his shoulder blades. Her whisper was low. “Then let’s remember.” Cassian set down the spatula. Turned. She didn’t kiss him. She just looked up and said, “Touch me like this isn’t armor.” He did. Hands sliding slow over her hips. Not to claim. To connect. His lips found her collarbone. Not to possess. To ask. And when he sank to his knees worshipping with his mouth, his breath, his silence she exhaled a moan that sounded more like a prayer than pleasure.

“You can say no to this. You can always refuse. But just know… if you let me, I’m going to make you feel so fucking good. I’m going to make you sing for me, baby.” It’s the pet name, more than anything, that settles her. Not the P-word, but baby. A name for someone you love and treasure. Jasmine wets her lips and gives a small nod. “Okay,” she rasps. I inhale deeply. My heart drums. Then I press her thighs wider and flip her dress up onto her hips. A triangle of dark purple silk greets me, with a damp spot already growing. I bite back a groan. “There you are.” Jasmine shivers as my fingertip runs along the edge of her panties, hooking beneath the fabric. Teasing her. Teasing both of us. “Can

He rasped, sinking his teeth into my earlobe. I gasped as he nibbled it. His hand in between moved as he found the hem of my skirt before slipping his finger underneath the fabric to snap it. I flinched, the heat flowing in my system rose as I went out of breath. “Hold me, Malen’kiy—little one.” “I want you to feel all of me.” He spoke into my ear, sensual and slow, but the control was there. My middle clenched painfully as I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him closer like my life depended on it.

“I know you would rather not hear this, but I bet you, it looked really sexy.” Sexy? Of course Korn is sexy, I could not deny that. “But he does not model.” “Well, I guess he should start modelling. Wait, I'll send you a picture.” Wut told me before hanging up. In an instant, a message entered my phone. I clicked on it and was taken aback by Korn's sultry pose in a pair of tight boxers. I bit my lower lips. He is sexy! His abs, naked broad chest, the way his dick was folded in the outfit.

Deja que te diga cosas al oído Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo Despacito Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito Firmar las paredes de tu laberinto Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito (sube, sube, sube) Sube, sube (oh) Quiero ver bailar tu pelo, quiero ser tu ritmo Que le enseñes a mi boca tus lugares favoritos (Favoritos, favoritos, baby) Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro Hasta provocar tus gritos y que olvides tu apellido Si te pido un beso, ven, dámelo Yo sé que estás pensándolo Llevo tiempo intentándolo Mami, esto es dando y dándolo Sabes que tu corazón conmigo te hace "bam-bam" Sabes que esa beba está buscando de mi "bam-bam"

I thought of calling my ex, but that thought drew me back again, it came back and forth that I ended up dialing his number, and as always as he used to do it, he didn't pick up. Looking back at the album gallery of my flashbacks, he tortured me, he emotionally abused me that I could remember how much the pain used to feel like to me. He would sometimes evaporate Saturday night till Monday or Tuesday afternoon with dense stories. I would go mad, but nothing would make me mad than hearing him singing the 'misplaced phone ' song with the very same lyrics which got released weekly! How funny! You see? That really drove me so mad! But hey! I stayed, regardless, I did, love made me stay, love told

~I want to breathe, I hate this night I want to wake up, I hate this dream I'm trapped inside of myself and I'm dead Don't wanna be lonely Just wanna be yours~ -(BTS) Save Me --- --- --- --- --- "You are home sire." "I am." "And you are late." "Indeed." "And you seem rather flustered." "I do- what?" "Your cheeks sire. You are red as the red moon." "No I'm not.” "Yes you are."

"The moment is now getting dangerous, Selena..." The sound of his voice is luring me even more. It become much more deeper, huskier, and darker than the usual. His careful and cautious touch turns sensual and the tender rhythm of his kiss slowly become rough, demanding, and needy. On the back of my head, I know that I must complain.

“Because I don't want to wait anymore. I'm done waiting. I needed to kiss you, at least once.” “Just once?” My heart stalled a little. I wanted to kiss him far more than just once. Billions of kisses wouldn't be enough. “At least once,” he clarified, bending his head to mine again. “But I'm not sure that even a million would satisfy me now.” “Ms. Page!” An urgent cry came as the door opened and interrupted my perfect night. Standing in the doorway was the party coordinator, looking incredibly flustered. Her hair was mussed and her cheeks red.