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Don’t Move

last update publish date: 2024-10-16 04:00:00

Aviva

Warmth. I feel warm to the bone and heavy as I roll to the side and snuggle deeper against the body beside me. My hands drift up his stomach to his chest, tracing taut muscles until I reach the half moon shaped scar on his shoulder. He stirs, rolling over and running his calloused hand over the slope of my naked hip, over my thigh. 

When he kisses me, it’s unhurried, his tongue sweeping over mine and exploring any place he hasn’t yet discover

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