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She continued, kissing him hard as she pressed on him. |
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"I want you closer..." he breathed in between kisses. |
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"Then bring me closer..." She breathed, barely breaking away to speak before kissing him once more. |
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Noah kept kissing her, but felt very out of his comfort zone. So, he gently tugged her forward by her waist. That wasn't exactly what he'd meant, but Rowan had trained him to never progress anything forward, wait for Rowan to do it. So he waited for Em to do something more. |
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Emery let him, settling to the side of him as she closed up beside him. |
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Noah didn't progress things any further, just waiting for her. |
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Emery waited for him to progress things, eventually slipping her hand under his shirt. |
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Noah smiled, letting her do what she was comfortable with and Noah even enjoyed it. Even if it was just one hand on his stomach. |
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She eventually started tugging on it, still keeping their lips together. |
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Noah grinned, helping. He wasn't like the Noah she'd been with all those months ago... he was skinny, his ribs showed, you could see every scar and mark Rowan had done to him. |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
