No Ordinary Love

No Ordinary Love

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sat, Jan 23, 201624h 28m
His kisses brought life back to Zayra and it sparked a hunger she couldn't contain. She matched his rhythm until he once again roughly pulled away from her. This time he sat up, his eyes clouded with lust. "Zayra. Stop." he was angry with himself. It was disconcerting their pull of attraction. She touched him then with impunity. His breathing shallow as he watched her touch him. She had started with his face and went down his chest to his manhood. She licked her lips, unsure what she was doing but unable to stop. He grabbed her hand hard. His eyes dark with need. "Zayra." he said tensely. "Roman, please, I need you." He rushed her, unable to resist her any longer. Not caring anymore of anything or anyone but her. She was in his bed with him and she needed him.
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