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Noah:::

I was right.My little princess tastes like peaches and cream, and I can't get enough of her.

I deepen the kiss, pressing her even closer to me. I have to make a conscious effort to relax my hold on her so I don't squeeze the breath from her, but fuck, it's like I can't get close enough.

My tongue seeks hers out, mating with it, and when she moves hers against mine softly, her inexperience clear, it makes my blood rush in my veins. Knowing she's never had a man in her bed before, that I'm going to be her first, has a steady stream of precum leaking from my swollen tip.

The thoughts I'm having about her are so filthy that it's all I can do to keep from nutting in my boxers and ruining this before it's ever even begun.

“Cynthia,” I groan her name against her lips. “If you had any idea the nasty, filthy things I want to do to you, you’d kick me out of your bed right, now sweetheart.”

I feel a tremor go through her body before she presses herself more firmly against me. “Or maybe I
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