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KYLER'S POV— 85

Isabelle's cries are muffled inside my mouth. We won't have gone out for a stroll at 3 am because we ended up fucking in the garden.

This time, lightning struck the sky, accompanied by hasty winds, and a storm was close.

It started with Isabelle unable to sleep, and we ended up on the garden chair, staring at the night sky. It was strange and had no stars. Isabelle told me how the maids of Lakes came together and told stories at night.

I teased her about how she was so bad, yet I was her first, and she didn't take it well. I knew I had to comfort her, but her breaths when I pulled her on my lap, caressing her thighs and pleading softly.

We kissed, and soon after, nasty words spat out of Isabelle's lips, phrases like, "Please, touch me, I want you to fuck me, Kyler,"

Damn, she has a very nasty mouth for someone who looks like they can't hurt a fly. One minute, she's confused, and the next, she's taking my cock like a nasty little slut.

And as you know, I would never deprive Isabelle o
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