VALENTINA
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The heat that pulled over me was in waves, almost knocking me to the ground.
Then my gaze roamed down to the bed, because as sex craved as my brain was starting to get, I could still remember that there was a woman on the bed below him.
She wasn't there anymore.
Suddenly, I felt cold hand grip my arm, slender fingers with thick and sharp nails digging slightly into my skin.
My eyes felt the sharpness of her green, vertical ones. A slow smile curled up her lips and she moved into the crock of neck, burying her nose into it. Since she was a little shorter than I was, her weird flowing hair grazed against a part of my cheek like a soft carress.
It was soft, as soft as it looked.
I didn't enjoy her tight grip on my arm or how cold it was, but the more she pushed her nose further against my neck and sniffed me in, the more I bared my neck to her in submission.
