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53 I don't want to moan.

Mera.

My body was so familiar to him that when he touched me, I wanted to moan. Every inch of my skin becomes itchy, craving his touch.

I opened my eyes to look at his sensual lips. His rugged chin grew some hard scruff.

He suddenly presses on my nipples and I can barely hold back a moan. I bit my lower lip not wanting to make any lewd sounds, not wanting him to know that I was lusting because of his touch on me.

"Mera, just give me some time." He repeated the words.

What time could I give him? Give him time to marry his fiancée? Damn it. I can't be jealous. I have no business being jealous. He wasn't my boyfriend.

He leaned down and tried to kiss me on the lips. His sensual lips approached me and the moment our lips were about to touch, I twisted my head to the right. He only kissed the left side of my face.

His fingers left my breasts and held me up by my thighs. My legs wrapped around his waist. He buried his nose in the crook of my neck and breathed in my scent.

My breasts pressed
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