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chapter 11

I moaned.

Adam's hand was clutching my hair at the back of my head gently as he laid soft kisses on my neck. His body was still pinning me on the fridge, his other hand lifting my leg, brushing his fingers from my hips up to my knee over and over again as he plays his tongue on my feeble skin.

"Adam."

I cr

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