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Megan Simmons, Medical Station, Battleship Karter, Sector 437
I was being kissed. And carried. Literally lifted off my feet and a hot, very insistent mouth was on mine. We were moving but I didn’t know to where. I didn’t care. I just wanted to be kissed.
Hot. Deep. Lush. My body responded instantly. My p***y became wet, my n*****s hardened when a growl rumbled deep in his chest. I felt it as much as heard the carnal sound.
All at once, I was pushed against a wall and I felt every hard inch of him pressing into me. He was big. So big that I felt the thick outline of his c**k pressing high against my belly.
“Mine,” he said, his voice a harsh rasp. His lips only lifted enough for him to breathe that one word, but I felt it all the way to my toes.
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