Firestar x Graystripe

Firestar x Graystripe

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This is a Fanfic of the Thunder Clan leader and his best friend, I know they're not mates but this is a Fanfic ok so keep on reading and find out about it WARNING:THERE MIGHT ME SEX IN THIS BOOK
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Paxton Bradbury is the local Sheriff's daughter, Connor Steel is the leader of The Red Riders Motorcycle Club. Find out what happens when Paxton and Connor fall for each other. ______________ "Can you not feel it when we kiss?" I swallowed hard, I could feel it in our kiss - the electricity, the sparks and the pull to connect in the most primitive animalistic way. "There's too much chaos here." Connor pulls me in between his legs snaking his hand up behind my head, and his other rested on my hip. "So let me calm the chaos?" He whispers, darting out his tongue to run along the length of my ear, causing me to shudder with pleasure and my core to stir to life. "I-I d-don't think you c-c can," I stuttered out. His lips skimmed across the curve of my neck, my eyes rolling back every time he nipped at the heated flesh. "You haven't given me the chance to try?" He moves his hand inside my dress, tracing his fingertips up my inner thigh, my core pulsing and clenching in weeping need to be caressed as Connor's index finger slid along my panties pressing firmly against my sex. "I can feel how wet you are..." he licks my jawline, forcing my throat to release a sensual moan as he moved the lacy garment aside, inserting his skilful finger and begins to pump.

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