❝𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞, 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞?❞
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surrounded by toxicity and a bad past, she struggles with body image and beauty. with a touch from the wand of fate, an angel was sent to her.
that angel name is anabelle lindsay. she l...
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my tummy tingled at the feeling of her lips against mine and my eyes fluttered shut. i moved my lips against hers, not sure what to do.
anabelle felt my hesitance and pulled back slightly so her lips were brushing against mine.
"we've kissed before. what's wrong?" she mutters.
"i-i don't know. i just want to perfect the kiss for you, you know?"
anabelle pulled back when i said that and her eyes softened.
"i have no doubts that it won't be, baby," she said, "just kiss me back like you did the last time."
i nodded and leaned forward and placed my hand on her breast. i placed my lips on hers and started kissing her like how i remembered to. anabelle cupped my cheek and she pulled me down on her making me gasp.
her other hand went to my waist as she continued kissing me. anabelle pulled my bottom lip with her teeth, making me hiss in pain and she took that as a chance to put her tongue in my mouth. our tongues rubbed against one another sensually and i fixed my leg so that i was kneeling between her legs, my butt in the air.
anabelle's hand trailed down to my bottom and she gave it a squeeze making me moan in her mouth.
she pulled back from the kiss, my tongue between her teeth and i pushed myself down to avoid the painful, yet pleasurable sensation that was running through my body. anabelle moaned when i squeezed her breast, signalling her to let my tongue go. at her moan, she released my tongue making me smirk down at her.
her eyes were closed and she was panting slightly.
"babygirl, get up." she mumbled and i nodded, gulping slightly.
totally forgot something...
"im sorry." i looked away when she sat up, and joined my hands together in front of me.
now she's going to know how heavy i am and—
"no, don't apologize, my love. it's nothing about your weight."
"then—?"
i saw her blush and she came closer to me.
"it's a-about what you do to me," anabelle took my hand as we held eye contact. she lowered my hand to her crotch and my eyes widened when i felt a tent in her pants.
"you have a dick." i said in shock.
anabelle nodded with tinted cheeks.
"i-is that okay with you?"
"yes it is, belle. i don't have a problem with it. i completely accept you for you."
with that being said, a huge smile came onto her face.
"thank you."
i smiled and she brought me in for a kiss. i kissed her back passionately, my hand still on her boner. being bold, i trailed my fingertips over her length and that made her shiver. i kept doing that, back and forth until i could feel her growing underneath my fingers.
