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>im tired of this cat and mouse game, she knows it (round five)

>there she was again, smoking her cigarette
its like a circle she created to calm us down
i listen to her tell me all the reasons “no”
when all i want is for her to stop talking and kiss me

three cigarettes and two empty glasses later
i push her against the wall in the hallway
she doesnt fight back, even with my lips on her neck
i hold her face with my right hand, she kisses my fingers

i pull her towards me by her belt, undoing it
lowering my hand to her hips i cup her breast
she exhales a long breath, turning me on
she pushes away from the wall, allowing my hand to slip in

she shaved.

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round oneround tworound threeround four – round five – the end

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