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“He clasped her hips. Dug his fingers into her soft flesh. Christ. She clutched his shoulders, her mouth growing more insistent. He wanted to consume her. He slanted his head, increasing their connection. Deepening the angle. Getting lost in her. Chloe. Fuck. He was kissing Chloe. His Chloe. His best friend. And it was incredible. He couldn't get enough. He swept his palms up her body, barely clothed in her tiny costume. He tangled his fingers in her hair, fisting the length to drag her closer. So much closer. She gasped and moaned, sliding her hips forward. When his cock slid between her thighs, he about lost his gad-damn mind. She rocked. He surged. The heat, the slide, the friction.” — Kate Angell
He clasped her hips. Dug his fingers into her soft flesh.
Christ.
She clutched his shoulders, her mouth growing more insistent.
He wanted to consume her.
He slanted his head, increasing their connection. Deepening the angle.
Getting lost in her.
Chloe. Fuck. He was kissing Chloe. His Chloe. His best friend.
And it was incredible.
He couldn't get enough. He swept his palms up her body, barely clothed in her tiny costume. He tangled his fingers in her hair, fisting the length to drag her closer. So much closer.
She gasped and moaned, sliding her hips forward.
When his cock slid between her thighs, he about lost his gad-damn mind.
She rocked. He surged.
The heat, the slide, the friction.