Patience, little pup

Raven’s POV

I moan against his hungry lips as he kicks the door close.

“Off,” I gasp against his lips, tugging my dress below my boobs. “Get it off, Saviour… please.”

He chuckles low, the sound vibrating against my mouth as his hot lips trail, down the curve of my jaw to my neck.

“You’re trembli...

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