Gray’s pov Her grey curls and elegant presence clouded my mind, and everything in the clearing seemed to have faded away, leaving just the two of us. My eyes stared dreamily. I was drawn to her. I longed for her in a way that was new to me, a way that made everything else irrelevant. My hands swiftly came out of my trousers pocket and nervously adjusted my tie, trying to compose myself and make me look presentable but I just couldn’t control the urge. They were killing me, she was vulnerable and drunk. I was going to take advantage of her, how did I become a monster? I kept withdrawing myself from her but I was drunk and weak too. My lips brushed hers, and I felt her soft lips pressed against mine, my hands traced her cheeks, as she gently blushed shying away. She closed her eyes and slowly surrounded herself with me. I wrapped myself around her, and held her closed as I inserted my cock inside her, she screamed and whispered, begging for more. I had never felt so a
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