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⠀⠀ ❛ Face it, you lost. Your beet-red face, and the way your hand is too shy to finally whip out my cock. What a temptress you are, I could mistake you for a damn virgin ❜
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⠀⠀ゝ His hand leaves her ass, trailing slowly up her back, fingers barely skimming her spine. ❛ Look at you now. Blushing. Squirming. Cute. ❜ Oh, he’s drinking this in. Savoring it. He could play like this all night.

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⠀⠀ゝ He leans in—close, closer—his lips barely brushing her cheek as he lets his breath tickle her heated skin. ❛ What happened to all that confidence, huh? All that talk about me being needy? ❜

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⠀⠀ゝH is grip on her ass tightens again, pulling her flush against him, making sure she really feels what flustered her so much in the first place. ❛ Wouldn’t I like to know? ❜ His laugh is low, taunting, downright obscene with how close their bodies are now. ❛ Babe, I already do. ❜

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⠀⠀❛ Well you wanted a taste, didn't you?❜ Her voice drips with a taunting edge, pushing the candy further into his mouth, her fingers lightly brushing against his lips as she holds it there. ❛ That is more than close enough for the likes of you ❜
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⠀⠀ゝ Her eyes darken, the smirk never fading as she steps closer, the air thick with tension. Before he can react, she grips the lollipop with one hand and, in a swift, commanding motion, presses it against his lips, forcing it between them.

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⠀⠀❛ Ohhh? ❜ She tilts her head, gaze burning into him, playing dumb just to watch him squirm. ❛ That depends, cutie. Which one do you want a taste of? ❜ The deliberate way she slides her tongue over the lollipop again leaves no room for innocence.
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⠀⠀ゝA low chuckle rumbles in her throat, eyes lidded, practically dripping with amusement. She rolls the lollipop against her lips once more before biting down lightly, a faint ‘click’ of her teeth against the candy.

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⠀⠀ゝ She tilted her head, pretending to think real hard, tapping a finger against her chin. Then, with a slow, amused smirk, she met his gaze again.❛ Can’t say I keep track of everything I break, big guy. ❜
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⠀⠀❛ Not what? ❜ Her voice was slow, deliberate, dripping with mockery as she feigned curiosity. ❛ Not cute? ❜ A pause. Her grin widened, and this time, she let her gaze drag downward, taking her time, making sure Petra felt every second of it. ❛ Not squirming? Not trapped? ❜
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⠀⠀ゝ Juri could practically feel Petra unraveling in real-time, every little tremor, every twitch of hesitation, every unspoken plea written across that flustered face. It was adorable. Pathetic, even. But god, if it wasn’t the most fun Juri had all day.

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⠀⠀ゝGrin sharpens, eyes flickering with amusement as she rolls the lollipop between her lips, letting it slide out with a soft, wet pop. Her tongue drags along the glossy surface again—slow, teasing, deliberate. ❛ Heh… you’re staring awfully hard there, redhead. Wanna take a taste? ❜
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