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Kayla shivered against his touch, smiling and kissing him deeper
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He groaned against her lips, hands finding her hips.
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Kayla continued kissing him, hands under his shirt and nails grazing his body
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He faltered a little, heart hammering out of his chest. Caden's chest rose faster and faster under her touch, shivering.
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"Something wrong?" She purred
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"N-No..." He murmured, stubborn.
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"What, this?" She asked, her nails grzing his abs
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"Don't-" He started, the words dissentigrating at her touch.
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"Is that a good don't or a pained don't?" She asked, slightly worried
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"First option-" He murmured, catching a breath.
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