He broke the kiss abruptly, panting, eyes dark pools of need. "Fuck, Tae," he rasped, voice rougher than usual. In one swift motion, he hoisted her onto the cold marble kitchen counter.
Her gasp echoed sharply in the stillness. He stepped between her spread legs, his fingers fumbling with his belt buckle, then the button and zipper of his trousers. They hissed open.






















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