RYDER. "Don't, Dawn. Please, " I plead, staring down at her and she giggles before pulling me closer, her lips hovering slightly over mine each time she moves it to say something. It's driving me fucking insane, and I'm sure she knows it. "What's it going to be, Smith?" She has been using that one all night, and it's bad that it gets to me each time she says it. "Fuck you!" I spit before grabbing her hands, crossing them over each other, and pinning it to the soft material of the bed above her head. "That's what I.." Her words end up with a gasp as I move my hips against hers, claiming her mouth greedily and selfishly, like it's the last thing I will do. Though in this case, it sounds close to it. I'm going to regret this tomorrow. I know I will, but do I give a fuck right now? I really don't. If she's allowing me to touch her, then I'll gl
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