C32 Our father

CAMILLA

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I pulled away from him in that instant. His scent was strong all over me, my heart was racing. I could barely hear the California breeze blow past his window, into the room, not when all my ears could pick up was the sound of my heart hammering against my chest.

His taste lingered on my lips, the places he touched me burned with desire for him.

I did not want to stop