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Stay with me! (Final Chapter II)
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2021-02-05 21:00:04“Can I ask you something?” Carlos looked at her with a soft smile on his lips and nodded. “Can you kiss me like the other day?” Carlos didn't ask for which day, but from the way Sara caught his lips, he could only remember her just getting out of the bathroom, wrapped in that tiny white towel with little drops of water sliding all over her skin.
He couldn't contain himself any longer, the kisses, although deep, had a slow start, but little by little the passion was increasing. He moved away a little, bringing his forehead back to hers, trying to breathe and, above all, to regain his sanity a bit, he knew that Sara was very vulnerable and perhaps it was not the best moment, but when he feel the softness of her lips, remember her sweet taste and breathe in the delicious perfume of her hair, all his skin prickled and drove him crazy to the point of suppressing his thoughts and annulling his rationa
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