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“Good morning, love.” Veles kisses Ilona when she wakes up. She is still pressed tightly to him, hugging his left arm like her life depends on it. “Mmm, morning.” She grumbles in response, still a little sleepy. “Oh, my god! Can you feel your arm at all? Did I sleep half on you all night?” Ilona jumps up when she wakes completely. “Don’t worry, love.” He smiles and kisses her again. “All is well. But I think your mother left already.” Veles just hugs her again and pulls her half on top of him and kisses her again. Ilona takes full advantage of her position and surrenders herself to the kiss. Her hands slide through his hair as she slowly slides down and trailers the kisses over his jaw on his neck and over his collarbone. She revels in the power she holds over him in these moments. Lets