Accidental Kiss

Accidental Kiss

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His fingers slipped up my dress as my back hit the table and I bit my lip, his face getting a smirk. "You're stuck," he husked across the skin of my ear. His half unbuttoned shirt was screaming at me to be torn from his masculine body and thrown across the room. His hands made it to my underwear and slowly he pulled them down my legs and pushed me onto the table. His lips pressed against mine as I struggled to unbutton his shirt; one left. My hands were shaking as I got last one unbuttoned, why did this man have to be so perfect? I threw his shirt off as he pressed his body against mine, wrapping my legs around his waist. His body calling for mine and all I could think was how just one, accidental kiss got us here.
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"Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

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