EIGHTEEN/WOLVES

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Our mouths crashed together, as he backed me up to the bed, his hands running along my sides. He lifted me up, dropping me on the bed, and I broke from the kiss with a hiss as I encountered the cold surface. I yanked on his shirt, calling out breathlessly, "Off." I watched in anticipation as his hands grasped the hem of his shirt, yanking over his head without preamble. I hummed in satisfaction, sliding my fingers across his chest. I tugged on his pants to bring him closer and he frowned at me, he hated when I took control. He grunted as his head descended to mine again, and I met those lips with vigor, giving him a taste of my need. I slipped my hands around him, spreading my legs further to accommodate his body, as he pulled himself flush against me. His hands found the hem of my shir

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