My Knightess, My Crush!
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g any word and kept staring into her short black hair. Then, all of a sudden, h
first time he could hear her sweet, soft
nd took a deep breath of her. He kept smelling her shampo
if he wanted to fill himself with hai
t into her belly button, and pressed powerf
d the hot skin burning behind her, and
his fingertips and opened the curtain of her hair to her neck. Her
g, biting and smelling deeply,
on her soft skin, to caress and tickle her pr
.." she whisper
red fiercely, "Or I wil
as ordered. Then, he turned her face towards him and cupped her
heeks and-lastly, her delicious lips. The lips that were calling: "Kiss me!", filled with lust and se
him, and he could not just fight the spell of the tricky li
shed his lips on hers wildly. His arm clutched at her back, bringing her closer to his b
nferno inside their little mouths, and his to
er mouth to hug hers and ask it for a dance. It moved craz
h of tickle in her mouth, that seemed dominating and defeating her, leaving her we
oment to last for forever. Just both of them to
took control of her entire being and played shadows and echoes on her senses, warping shapes and sou
g, the surging tide of warmth that left her limp. He bent his head back across his arm, inclined hi
dizzy, swaying world. His insistent mouth was parting her shaking lips, sending wild tremors along her nerves, pourin
He did not know what would be next. How would she react? Would sh
er, to hug her, to have her as his wife and queen, and to confess his true feelings
ch other and stared into her face before he mumbled
ture rising into her face, head, hands and ears, as if
Am I in heaven?" he thought. His heart drummed against his chest as he looked at her and remembered their momen
voice was faint and cracked. She
ough his mouth, as if he was drowning "Please... U... Understand me... E... Er