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FORTY FIVE

Author: Lola Ben
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DAMON

Honestly, I need to stamp a loud reminder in my brain to ensure that I stick to the decisions I make pertaining to Selena.

Because, there I was, speaking huskily and picturing her naked when my words a few days ago were filled with anger toward her. I can still recall how glad I was that I was able to come up with the sudden deal I mentioned.

But now…

As she gave a response to my question, I felt her hands dig into my waist. With a huge sense of abandonment, I quickly held the back of her head and salvaged the taste of her lips, kissing her as though I had an enormous hunger for her touch hidden within me.

Selena’s feet staggered toward the seat that had been waiting to be occupied. Without a hitch, she returned the kiss, making my lips feel peppery as I caused hers to swell since I couldn’t stop licking and sucking the flesh of her lips.

My fingers slowly began to span to the side of her face and I was about to reach for her blouse when I recalled that we were about to hav
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