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"Don't tempt me Arianna Merlin Elamite." Spoke Alexander, his voice was low and it encased her, vibrations from his chest travelling down Arianna's body with how close they were as without warning his hands reached over, grabbing her waist and pulling her on top so she straddled his waist. His fingers travelled down her cheek, as he lifted and tilted her head further to the side. Her neck was exposed and the pace of her breathing increases when the tip of his nose brushes down her neck, hearing him inhale as she exhale sharply. 

The way her body hums with anticipation has her mind torn as her emotions were out of control. Her eyes grew wide, realising the warmth of his large hands while he was caressing her back.

When his soft lips touched her skin, she cried out and lifted her arms up from her sides, slamming against his forearms while she attempted to free herself from his iron grip.

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