Ronja Irene Nordlien

Ronja Irene Nordlien

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He kissed me hungrily, biting my lip. When he pulled away, we were both breathing heavily and he kept staring at my lips. "I don't want to be your friend, Lucia. I want to kiss your neck and wake up next to you every morning that we have left.