Her teeth nip sharply before she lifts her head to look down at him with bright eyes, rubbing herself shamelessly against him.
"No," she pants, flinging her hair over her shoulder just before she takes a kiss from him. His mood is contagious, and the kiss is not sweet and gentle, but teeth and lust.
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"No," she pants, flinging her hair over her shoulder just before she takes a kiss from him. His mood is contagious, and the kiss is not sweet and gentle, but teeth and lust.