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Belle squirmed in her sleep, her general drowsiness fighting against the feverish pleasure dancing along her neck. She hummed, briefly feeling Layke’s lips twist into a smirk against her skin. Balancing in the in-between state of being awake and fast asleep, Belle felt his rough hands gently trail down her arms, before he cupped her bare ass and pulled her closer to him. His kisses trailed down her back to her shoulder, sending little electric pleasure shots straight to her core. Not wanting to get into a battle for dominance so early in the morning, Layke took what was his and let his thick, talent finger begin stroking in and out of her while his sharp teeth continued to nibble on her shoulder. Belle’s sleep fog soon cleared up, there were no room for thoughts as the pleasure kept sp

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