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𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚈-𝙵𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙋𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙄𝘾𝙀 𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙊𝙉𝙎
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𝘎𝘙𝘈𝘠𝘓𝘐𝘕 𝘞𝘈𝘚 𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘓𝘓 feeling over the moon by the time she left the restaurant with Rafe that night hand-in-hand. Being on the back of his dirt bike felt ethereal under the night sky as he drove them back to his place. The passing traffic lights accentuated the glimmer in her eyes as she clutched onto him tightly while resting her cheek against his shoulders. She couldn't stop smiling the entire way back while a sweet melody of her brain's making resonated in her ears.
The innocent feelings of affection that had initially cloaked her were easily stripped down by sexual tension as soon as the pair made it back to the empty house that Rafe was still staying at.
Graylin finally got to mess his hair up, threading her fingers through the soft strands at the back of his head while parting her lips against his in a fiery kiss.
As they stumbled further into the bedroom, she kicked off her sandals while Rafe tugged at the sleeves of his jacket that still adorned her until it slipped from her shoulders. He yanked the material away from body until it fell to her feet while she fumbled with the buttons of his shirt.
As she worked, Rafe leaned forward and began kissing her neck. Graylin's eyes rolled back, but she continued to blindly tear down the fastenings of his button-down with rapid fingers until she could push it off his shoulders.
