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expensive, but it was nothing compared to the soft skin below

as those buttons gave way.

Giana was so strong and tall against Coralyn. She held her

to the wall easily as she bruised her lips. She claimed and

marked Coralyn so that she wouldn’t be the same. She

captured her breath and her spirit and all the parts of herself

that she’d never given another person because no one had ever

kissed her like this. Like a demand for it. Coralyn had never

wanted to give it before.

Giana’s hands were everywhere, undoing the clasp of

Coralyn’s bra, pushing down the yoga pants and her panties

together. She tried to step out of them but couldn’t quite

managed. She was trapped by the wall and Giana and her

clothes. Naked. Goosebumps prickled over her skin when

Giana dropped her mouth and sensually licked and scraped her

teeth over Coralyn’s nipple.

“Fuck,” Coralyn hissed. She grasped Giana’s hair, which

was loose and freshly washed, so soft that her fingers couldn’t

find purchase and kept slipping through the strands.

Giana swept her hand around Coralyn’s ass like she was

going to hike her up against the wall with that one hand alone.

She squeezed hard, which made Coralyn’s head drop back.

Her hand swept around, running between her parted thighs.

“Wet,” Giana hissed. She hadn’t even touched Coralyn

there. Just her thighs. Desire and heat pooled there anyway.

“So wet.”

She was all feeling, all sensation, all pleasure as Giana’s

hand returned there. She kissed her hard as she brushed her

fingers over Coralyn’s folds, so slick and damp that it made

her cheeks heat. It felt good, too. Like a storm of pleasure

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