BLURRY | SPRINA

BLURRY | SPRINA

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Pain narrows consciousness; pleasure blurs it. "Trina, stop, we can't," Spencer mumbled as the female traced kisses down his neck. "Why can't we? Nothing is holding us back." She whispered as she traced his face with her manicured acrylic nails. His grip on her thigh tightened as he contemplate the urge to continue or stop their intimacy. "I don't want to use you." He whispered as he stared into her eyes. "I don't want this to be used as a distraction." He added softly. "I don't want this to be a blur in the morning." Another original story by: WinterProduction No republishing my story on other platforms. Copyright All Rights Reserved ©️
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[Please read tags!!] "From every wound there is a scar, and every scar tells a story. A story that says, I survived." - Craig Scott --- The cold floor contrasted the warm body laid against her own. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she leaned up to connect their lips once more. A sizzling heat spread across her body as he dipped down to softly kiss down her neck. "I-i," he stopped with a huff that tickled her neck, "kinda hoped I wouldn't stutter." Jocelyn couldn't help but chuckle, her right hand holding the back of his head. "It's okay, baby. It's honestly cute." "Well I'm not exactly trying to be cute right now." - - - (Slow Burn) *Full description inside*

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