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It’s Sinday! Send 💋 to straight up kiss my muse!
Eyes fluttered shut as lips collided, fingers tangling into long touseled hair. Hands dropped to grab smooth hips, fingers digging into the flesh. Travis had to admit, he was taken off guard by Marie nearly every day— at least once. He used his grip to tug her onto his lap, taking the chance to grind up against her. His pierced tongue darted out to flick across her lower lip as he drew back, gaze locking with hers. She was flawless.
“Why do you do this to me?” a laugh followed his words, head lulling back as if he were about to die. “Fucking torture.” Needless to say, he wanted her right that second.
















