Chapter Twelve - No where near done...

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Kyla’s P.O.V I finished him off, making him completely weak to me. I smirked to myself. Do you think he realises yet that around me he is never gonna have the control he desperately wants? I made my way back up, towering over him. “Mmm,” I moaned softly kissing him. He cursed under his breath when I kissed him. He kissed me back roughly. He went to flip us over, but I wasn’t letting that happen. He never got the chance though. I put all my weight on him, pinning his hands tightly above his head with my own. “No, you don’t,” I smirked “Kyla,” he whined, “I seriously need to f**k you now.” He said pushing his hips up. “No, I will be f*****g you, Ezra,” I smirked, rubbing myself against him. He moaned as he felt my wetness against his c**k. He was starting to harden again. I pre

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