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๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ห เผโก โ๏ฝกห ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ก๐๐ญ๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง. ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ซ๐๐. ใปโฅใป He had kissed you. That all familiar feeling came rushing back at you all again. He had kissed you, again. His lips felt soft, but you could taste a little blood on it. His hair looked pulled on, and his body was obviously tired. Poor Diego, he probably was stressing out, badly. His hands slithered their way up onto your hips, letting them rest there as he made peace with your body. When he pulled away, you felt that warm comforting feeling wash away. "Isn't that better than arguing?" His voice was low and raspy, he had been screaming and yelling a lot. No wonder. Your breath hitched up, and your body was shaking like crazy. Of course this was better than arguing, this was much better than that. But Diego didn't have to know that. "No, I'd much rather argue than this." You put on a disgusted face and tried to pretend that Diego's mean gaze wasn't leg trembling hot. Diego leaned his body on top of you, making you lean back and hit the wall. You dropped your water bottle that was thankfully closed. Diego leaned in closer, hitting his hip to your hip, and his two outer legs blocking you from escaping. He leaned his head closer to yours, and he eyed your lips. You could feel his hot breath on and his cologne that was addicting invade your nostrils. When did his scent smell so good? "You wanna kiss me again, huh?" Diego taunted...
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