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She scissored his skin between her teeth His moan increasing as she increased the pressure His fingers snaked her back A shiver of want parkouring itself up her spine His fingers entwined in the curls of her hair He pulled her from his shoulder desperate to taste her lips His lunge thwarted by the turn of her cheek Her eyes beamed with cheek As she forced him deeper Stopping as fast as she began Kiss me he begged Clasping his chest hair she pulled him towards her There kiss uneven and sloppy but filled with passions ache She pushed him back onto the bed The mattress accepting his shape easily The soft temperance of moving together to the same end