tayla ♥

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We're both panting. Her hands smooth over my back as I try to come back to myself, and when I can't stop kissing her, she tries to block my lips. "Let me catch my breath.” “Let me be your breath,” I counter, capturing her lips again.
tayla ♥
😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 need him
Twisted Soul (Cursed Legacies, #3)
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