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Darya • 21
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Willow • 21
2 am | Darya's Apt
Willow's pov:
Darya and I stopped locking lips so she could unlock the door to her apartment. Even though it was only for a few seconds I found myself getting frustrated wanting to feel her lips again.
"I'm sorry mama, now where were we?" She chuckled, snatching me into her apartment, closing the door with her free hand. I wrapped my arms around her neck continuing our passionate kiss. Darya, the girl I met at the club picked me up and brought me to what I assume is her room.
She laid me down on her bed softly. "You're such a good kisser." I complimented once she pulled away. "Oh yeah? You need to see what else I can do." She smirked
"Enlighten me."
"You'll be regretting that soon..." Darya said under her breath. I wasn't scared, in fact I was more turned on than ever. I helped her take off her shirt revealing her ripped but slim figure.
My pussy ached for her especially when she got back on top of me. "What is she going to do to me" was the repeated question that ran through my head.
Instead of taking off my clothes like I thought she would. Darya reached to her left, I couldn't see what she was reaching for til it was already in her hand.
"Handcuffs?" I questioned watching her undo them. "C'mon it'll be fun." She said in a sexually exciting tone. "Fine okay." I responded letting my temptation get the best of me.
Placing my hands above my head. Darya cuffed them to her headboard. Adjusting them tightly against my skin so I had limited movement.
