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it was late, around 12:30 pm. harry kissed iris’ lips, traveling down her neck all the way to the top of her lacy tied up shirt.
“whoa, yellow flag” she says pushing harry to the side. iris sat up from the top of his big truck and looked around.
“am i going to have to wait until the next party before i can fuck you again" he snapped shutting the garage door.
"no, fine come on" she whispers starting to fiddle with the strings that hold her shirt together.
harry quickly made his way over to the spot that iris continued to lay at, hungrily kissing away at the area above her belly button. a small moan released after he moved his lips off and saw the way the iris looked with the garage light hitting her face.
"are you sure you want to do this, again?" he asks stopping and staring at iris.
"yes, harry" she says inhailing quickly.
super short update :p sorry
i hope you enjoyed this one :)
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