[ The sharp pain at her scalp leaves the redhead whimpering sharply, hand blindly grasping for his wrist - and, suddenly, he's holding her, his hips more forgiving. Its reduced her to quivers, her head tilting back helplessly to rest against his shoulder. ]
I'm s-sorry-- I'm.. [ Gasping, she grinds her hips back onto him, feeling the passion cat thing up to her in full. ] Please.. please! Forgive me, my love.. !
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I'm s-sorry-- I'm.. [ Gasping, she grinds her hips back onto him, feeling the passion cat thing up to her in full. ] Please.. please! Forgive me, my love.. !