Amelia Hamilton

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Keeping my gaze locked on her, I tilted my head back slightly as I poured what was left of my drink past my lips. I gripped her jaw and she moaned at the roughness. I applied the tiniest bit of pressure and her mouth opened. Leaning forward, crowding her space with every inch of my body, I let the liquid fall from my mouth into hers.
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