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"Shut up and just keep kissing me Marcel, I need it, I need you okay?” She asked before she used her speed to push him into a chair as she straddled him. Her long nails broke the buttons of her shirt as she ripped it off her pale toned body. Kissing him over and over, their lips dancing as their speed tossed them all over the place, their lips all over the pair of lovers bodies, never able to truly know where they were kissing.
Letting her shirt roll off her shoulders, he let coarse hands roam freely over her semi-bare body. Tender lips cherished every part of her, trailing across her chest, over to her shoulder as his hands were tangled within her golden locks. "Keep telling me how much you want me, Bekah."
God how he needed to know, to hear her say it. It drove him wild.

















