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Bailey's pov

His eyes bore into mine with a strong intensity that made me breathe hastily. Something like a powerful surge of electricity crackle around us.

And finally, Kaleb lips captured mine. He slowly kissed me, making sure I could feel every movement of his lips against mine. Fire burns in my veins and I gasp when he nipped my lower lip gently.

His grip around my wrists that locked them above my head, grow more firm. He moaned my name on my lips and swept his tongue over my lower lip, asking for entrance.

I moaned, parting my lips and allowing him to sweep his tongue into my mouth.

When our tongue brushed, we both moan.

One of his hand trace over the side of my body, his fingers tickling just under the end of the top. When the pads of his fingers kiss over my skin, igniting something stronger in my body that made me almost restless.

I arch my back, pushing up and pressing against him. He's warm, so warm.

I could feel everything in the moment. His hardness pressing against