94. throwing me over his shoulder

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HAVEN The kiss is slow, it's sensual and it's everything sexy. Aamon's hands come to my waist and I reluctantly lift my body off the ground, throwing my leg over him and straddling his lap. The kiss becomes intense, it's as if he's trying to convey all his unspoken fears through a kiss. I do the same, the feeling of permanently separating with him earlier tore me apart and scared the s**t out of me. Tension builds in my core as I grind myself over his hard d**k. His heavy breathing mixes with mine. I pull back and meet his eyes while breathing heavily. "Come on," I stand and grab his wrist, nudging him to get to his feet. Aamon groans. "I don't want want us to go yet." I smile. "Who said anything about going home?" I look in the cave's entrance then back at him. He studies me for

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