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... ing me insane. He wasn’t rushing. His hands came to rest on my hips, his grip firm, possessive, holding me in place as he continued his worship.
"You taste like... mine," he murmured against my skin, and the words, possessive and raw, shattered what little composure I had left.
"Ngh~" I gasped, my fingers flying to the edge of the bed, gripping the mattress like I was trying not to float off the damn planet.
The first touch of his tongue was exquisitely gentle, a question ...
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