Adrienne

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“I said I didn’t want to be your friend.” Then his lips are on mine, steady and encompassing. My brain melts away. The version of me that suggested we do anything but this is gone. She was a fool. He parts my lips with his tongue, and I place my hand on the back of his neck to pull him closer in.
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