Zahirymar Flores

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His mouth grazes mine. I can’t breathe. His eyelids flutter in the beat before our lips press together. My mouth widens while his lingers on my bottom lip, hovering, our breaths staggered and shallow. A whimper escapes me, a little squeak, and the sound seems to do something to him. Lex cups one hand around the back of my head, inhales what sounds like a stifled moan, then fully slams his lips to mine. His tongue dives into my mouth.
Dream On
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