₊˚ପ⊹ adaia 🪷 (taylor’s version) ✧ ˖ -͙˚

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waist a second before my hair is swept to the side and Xaden sets his lips to the juncture of my neck and shoulder in an open-mouthed kiss. Oh, yes. I gasp as an immediate flare
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