Smoker let out another low groan and slid his pants off the rest of way. The rough needy kiss was killing him, desperately wanting to ravage her silly. He roughly chased his hands down her chest, teasing soft nipples to life with small circles with his thumbs and climbed on top of her, biting harder into her neck and ears with a playful tug.
"Careful," he warned in a low growl as one of the hands caressed lower, "I'm not going to be able to hold back." And even knowing how strong she was she still seemed delicate and fragile, something to protect and not let any harm come to.
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"Careful," he warned in a low growl as one of the hands caressed lower, "I'm not going to be able to hold back." And even knowing how strong she was she still seemed delicate and fragile, something to protect and not let any harm come to.