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... is free arm wrapped around her waist, hand immediately dropping to grab a handful of her ass through her pencil skirt. The fabric was tight, stretched across her curves, and his fingers dug in possessively. Groping. Claiming.
"W-wait—" Priya’s hands came up, pressing against his chest. "I don’t—I’m not—"
Raven silenced her with his mouth.
The kiss was violent. Consuming. His lips crashed against hers with enough force to make her head snap back. His tongue invaded immedia ...
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