Rolling his eyes a little, he leaned in to kiss her hotly, not minding the taste of himself in her mouth, mingling with the cream and the fruit. Propping himself up on an arm, he reached over to run his hand through her hair again. "God that was hot," He gave her another peck on the cheek, reaching over for a grape to pop in his mouth.
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