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The desperate urge to have her. To claim her. It was damning. But it was a damnation I would gladly drown myself in. “Is that enough to compliment you, Hibba?” I asked, my voice had a low gravel in it. She didn't answer, instead, she leaned on her toes and pressed a soft kiss on my lips, unlike the rough one I gave her, before stepping back. Both of her hands rested on my chest and I could feel the first line of barriers between Amadi and I snap. “It was perfect, BiBiNah,” she answered, a smile dancing on her lips. “I am starving. Come, let's go eat,” she pulled my hand towards the white blanket and the dishes. We sat opposite each other, and while I did not like not having her close, I didn't press on it. I watched as she moved the fruits aside and dished out some food on a single pla
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