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113. Poet and muse(18+)

[Carys]

Before today, I never thought sex could ever heal. And this sex with Kian was more than just healing my broken parts. It fixed the parts of me I didn’t even know needed to be healed. It was calm, peaceful, and not just all about pleasure. It was something more, something better. It was like basking in the sun after a perpetual winter.

It was more about love, loss, and silent cure than lust, passion, and pain.

Intertwining his fingers with mine, Kian slid my hand over my head as I clung to him with my free arm wrapped around his neck.

My mouth opened against his in a plea of stagnant gasps as I neared the climax for nth time. My eyes were reluctant to leave him, even for a second. If there was still a soul worth reading left inside me, I wanted him to read me through and through.

The scream building in my throat broke into erratic gasps and moans. The way he took me was different. Not because of the heat making my body shameless and helpless at his touch. Something about him ha
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LESLIE
Yes! Say yes please, and let’s see these two work together.
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Janelle A.
Love this chapter, almost needed a cigarette after.
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