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Touch me like a prayer

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They told me I was dirty for wanting her.
That my body was a battleground and my heart a traitor.
But every time she touched me, it felt like fire licking my skin pure, scorching, and impossible to ignore.

She's loud, proud, and wild. The kind of girl who drags me from my prayers straight into sin, and I hate how much I crave it.

I'm broken, bruised by faith and fear, but she's the only thing keeping me from drowning in my own shame.

This is the story of the first time I gave in. The first time I tasted freedom on her lips and never wanted to go back.

Warning: raw emotions, messy love, and very explicit moments.
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