Tragic love

Tragic love

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She was a tragic mess who needed to be saved, he was once a destroyed soul. After his first glimpse on her, he was drawn to her as if they were kindred spirits... He was determined to save her. " Why are you even here Kyle?" she panted, her back pressed against the wall. "To show you what you do to me " before she could reply his mouth crashed down unto hers claiming her as his. He held her head to prevent her from breaking the kiss. His tongue barged into her mouth and danced with hers drawing a low moan from her. His hands trailed down her sides resting on her hips as he began to grind his already hardened self into her. She gasped and moaned. He took this as permission to move faster against her, hoisting her leg up to wrap around his waist. He nibbled on her neck her earlobe tearing more moans from her. "You feel that Hayl?"he rasped." Yes"she moaned then suddenly he stopped. Turned to leave but not before saying, ''That's what you do to me" and without a glance back... He left.
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"I really do love you!" He declares, but I just shake my head. "No, no. You've only known me for a week." I pull away. "Or, since the 5th grade?" He challenges with a laugh. I give him an astonished look, "You didn't even know I existed, you jerk." I walk back to the stove. "Oh c'mon, what do I have to do to prove to you I'm not joking?" "Kyle, please just leave." I hear him get up and walk out. I grab a glass then, walk to the sink to fill it. I take a sip, then slam it onto the counter, closing my eyes and breathing deeply. Before I knew it, a pair of warm lips press against mine. I open my eyes to see Kyle. He pulls away, his lips swollen, "There is that enough proof for you?" #1 in ahscoven & kylespencer

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