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Gale pulled it off, hooking a arm around her waist.
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Kayla shivered slightly, her skin on his
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Gale smiled at the feel of her skin on his, dipping his hand below her waistband.
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Kayla gasped quietly, kissing him harder
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He started to tug on them, kissing her back.
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Kayla kicked them off, tugging on his waistband
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He kicked his off, pulling the rest of theirs off before he pulled away for a moment and smirked at her. - Gale eventually lay beside her, catching his breath. "So....did I...did I win?"
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Kayla sighed contentedly, her heartbeat racing. "Yes...You win, my love..." She panted
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"Good, now I get to brag about it." He mused, pulling his clothes back on.
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Kayla playfully glared at him before getting dressed. "Careful up there on that high horse, sir."
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