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Loving My Enemy

Loving My Enemy

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His breath whispered against her snow pale skin around her neck. "You smell so pure..." He said in a husky desperate voice. He saw her as his prey ready to eat her out. Just then he sucked on the snow pale white skin twirling his tongue around from now the hickey that has been became. Her knees were melting like butter she let out a soft moan. "We must not..." She whispered with a regretful voice but she didn't want him to stop. "Oh we must..." He whispered between her ear biting her earlobe making her bite her lip tightly not to moan. She was silent after his hand dropped to her waist...pulling her shorts down. But she must stop him because he; himself was her, Brother. Cover by: Little_Kitty_
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"It's wrong," I said, but he stepped closer and rubbed his finger on my lower lip. "What's wrong? Sucking my dick or begging for me to make you cum?" he said. "You're my brother's best friend," I said. He tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. "And the guy who makes you cum," he said, his voice low and teasing. "This isn't right," I said, lowering my voice. He cupped my breast, his jaw clenched. "Then why does it feel so right?" he said, his tone filled with a mix of desire and defiance. "Don't call me kitten," I said, fully annoyed. He smiled and grabbed my neck. "Okay, my kitten," he said, his tone teasing and possessive.

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