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Lucille closed her eyes and whimpered, her hands trailing down his back, underneath his shirt and gently raking her nails up his back.
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This made Leim want her even more and he started to place hickeys on her neck
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Lucille bit her lip, her nails digging into him as she scraped up his back again.
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He placed hickeys on her neck and moved one hand to her waist and gripped her waist
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"Leim..." she gasped, breathless as she scratched his back again.
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He broke away from her neck " yes baby"
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"No, don't stop!" she whined, pulling him back.
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He smirked and went back to kissing her neck softly and giving her hickeys
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Lucille panted, scratching up his back with her nails. "Roll over," she told him, gently pushing him though she wasn't strong enough to actually get him to roll over.
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He raised a drow but did as she said and rolled onto his back
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