Love in lies
The air hit my bare fold, and I squirmed, my thighs pressing together instinctively.
Marco didn’t let me hide. His hands pushed my knees apart, his broad shoulders settling between my thighs as he kissed the inside of one, then the other. My breath hitched, my fingers twisting in the sheets, my body coiled tight with anticipation. His breath was hot against me, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of my inner thigh before he finally—finally pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss to my core.
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