A Classic Love Story[ON HOLD]

A Classic Love Story[ON HOLD]

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"You're so damn beautiful" his husky voice whispers into my ear. I whimper a little, loving how close we were at the moment, but I couldn't show him how weak he made me. "Fuck. You." I say, my breathing slightly hitching when he spins me around to face him. I end up with my back to the wall. He places his hands on either side of my face and leans down low. His lips find my collar bone, and he starts to place butterfly kisses all over the right side of my neck. I don't say or do anything for a while. I just kind of let him do it, while standing there like an idiot. Suddenly, he grabs my thighs, wrapping them around his waist, effectively pinning me against the wall. I gasp at the sudden movement,which turns into a moan when he starts to rub against my core. "Just let me make passionate love to you" he whispers in my ear. "Zayn" "Please Addy" He rubs harder, and I almost turn into puddy then and there. Oh jez, where was your holy water when you needed it.
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