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"Zyair…wait," Skyla's body shuddered and her voice came out needy although she was trying not to sound like it.
"Don't you think I have waited long enough?" He smugly questioned, bending down and picking her up and loading her on his shoulder.
"Ahh!" She cried out in surprise as he swiftly carried her to the comfortable lounger in the corner.
Skyla's arms flailed as he lowered her onto the plush leather surface and placed a comfy cushion under her head to keep her comfortable.
Her hands held onto his neck, so he lowered himself over her, balancing all his weight on his fists and none on her. The sofa dipped under him and her breath was lodged in her aching throat, she could only feel he was over her.
"You have, I just don't want to go all the way yet. I…" his sensual lips covered hers again in a passionate kiss, putting an end to whatever she was trying to say.
