“She softly presses her lips against mine and moves them gently to encourage my participation, which I happily oblige. She lightly traces her tongue along the seam of my lips, eliciting a rumbling moan from my throat and encouraging gooseflesh to spread across my torso and down my body.She’s mine…She’s all I ever wanted, and now she’s mine. I open my mouth to her and allow her access so we can begin to mend and heal.A whimper escapes her throat and crashes through my constraints, encouraging me to escalate the kiss by moving in to consume her and demand even more from her.~Silas, Resilient~”

Criss Copp
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