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Gale grinned,slipping his hand near her sweet spot and pressing his thumb on it,egging it on. |
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Kayla shivered with desire, pressing against him and kissing him harder |
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- You won't win this,Kayla - He thought,grinning and trickling a hand under her shirt and on her back,drifting his fingers up her spine. |
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His hand on her spine made her whimper, shivering slightly once more |
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His hand went from her back to her thighs,trailing down them slowly. |
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Kayla whinpered again, more than just a ghost of one this time |
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Gale grinned,pressing down harder. |
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Kayla let out a soft moan, kissing him harder. She broke away after a few moments, gasping for air and tipping her head back |
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Gale smirked,chuckling softly for a moment. "You see,princess? I know how to play this game."
He mumbled,kissing her cheek. |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
