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He nibbled on my ear, further fueling my desire and need. My entire body tensed with anticipation. "Fuck," I swore, gripping his jaw. I yearned for greater, harder pressure.
His fingers, adorned with silver rings, trailed down the ridges of my abs. He sucked on the nape of my neck, bit my shoulder, my bicep. I let out a primal growl, overwhelmed by the intensity of my arousal.
I hooked my fingers in his waistband, pulling him off the dresser. I watched as his fingers effortlessly and precisely unbuttoned my jeans. In a matter of moments, we were both stripped down to our boxer-briefs, engaged in a heated struggle for dominance. Our hands were everywhere, our movements forceful, igniting my nerves and setting me ablaze.
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