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Thinking about you
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Ongoing, First published Jan 30, 2015
He slid his hands down my waist. His warm touch felt wonderful against my ice cold skin. "Giselle..." The way he says my name makes me want him more. "Y-yes" I mumble. He just locks eyes with me and they are hungry eyes eyeing every inch of my uncovered body. But I can't say I don't feel the same. "You are mine and only mine got that" I nod my head. I only want to be his. His tongue licks his full pink lips making the pain in between my legs grow more painful. I can't deny the want and need I have for him. He is the only one that on my mind and the one that intrudes my thought replaced by him and the stuff he does to me...he is the only one I can think about now.
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