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ME: You 're a sick girl. ERIN: Guilty as charged. :)
Tammara Webber
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You have a freckle here, he whispered, sweeping his tongue over a spot just under my jaw. It drives me crazy every time you 're above me. I just want to do this... The jentle draw of his mouth pushed me over the edge, and my knees tightened around his hips as i rocked against him.
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Did that hurt? On your lip? Not too much. I said a few choice four-letter words, though.
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Oh No! My wings are effed up!
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oh... so this is what all the fuss is about.
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He laughed, and the sound reduced the pain of every sore place on my body to the dullest ache.
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Why don't you go get in bed? I stood, laying my hand on his chest and staring up at him. Is that a dare? He laid one hand over mine and pull me closer with the other. Leaning down, he kissed me gently. It absolutely is. No falling out of it allowed, though.
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