More Than A Dream -Eminem- {on hold}
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"Adalyn Adalyn Adalyn" my name rolled off his tongue 3 times in a row. As I swallowed hard not knowing what would be next.
He crawled over top of me leaning down his hot breath surrounded my neck.
"Tell me you're mine." He whispered softly in my ear.
My eyes went wide. His teeth nibbled gently on my earlobe pushing me to my edge.
"Im yours."
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