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... his sable-shaded peepers, which seemed to pierce through my defences. He didn’t move or speak for a few frustratingly long seconds before snaking his thickly muscled arms around my back tighter and pushing me closer to his flat and hard chest.
The air seemed to have left my lungs completely at his action as his head dipped and his supple lips touched my temple.
"Then we will give them a show, just go along with it." His feverish breath fanned my face making tingles dance all over ...
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