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25. Steamy Possession
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2025-03-08 22:00:49"Mmm, you taste even better than I imagined," Adrian groaned, diving back in for another deep taste.
His hands gripped Amelia’s hips, holding her steady as he began to eat her out like a starving man. His tongue delved between her folds, stroking and teasing her most sensitive spots with practiced ease.
Amelia could only hold on for dear life, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the couch tightly. Adrian stood up abruptly, pulling Amelia to her feet. He grabbed her hand, interlacing their fingers, and led her towards the bedroom. Each step was deliberate, purposeful, fueled by the intense desire that consumed both of them.
They reached the bed, the headboard slamming against the wall with each labored breath. Adrian stepped back, letting go of Amelia's hand, only
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