Page 229 of Psycho Pack

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Page 229 of Psycho Pack

One heart.

One pack.

Thane and I finding a rhythm.

In and out.

Push and pull.

Ivy caught between us.

Gasping.

Moaning.

Whimpering.

Her hands grip Thane's shoulders.

Head thrown back against my chest.

Bury my nose in her neck.

Inhale deeply.

Her scent.

Mixed with ours.

Perfect.

Right.

The way it should be.

My hands roam her body.

Caressing.

Worshiping.

One finds her breast.

Kneads gently.

Thumb brushes over her nipple.

She arches into my touch.

Wanting more.

Always more.

Thane's hands grip her hips.

Guiding her movements.

Setting the pace.




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