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Gale said nothing, just kissed her neck harder. |
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"Gale..." She breathed, her mind dizzy and his lips warm |
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This encouraged him, pulling away to go to her sweet spot as he nipped the previous. |
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Kayla couldn't speak, barely keeping a soft moan in before it finally escaped |
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Gale broke away, smirking. "You like that, princess?" He asks, teasing. |
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"Only your princess...." She said, nodding slightly but her eyes were closed now so she didn't pass out-or it felt like she might |
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"So," He started, laying beside her. "I do win, right?" |
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Kayla opened her eyes and propped back up onto her elbow. She walked her fingers along his chest and abs under his shirt. "I never admit defeat" She said, smiling at him in a suggestive manner that yes, he did indeed win |
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He felt her fingers trailing up his chest, tensing just a tiny bit. "But you would if I kept going." Gale informed, grinning up at her. |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
