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Note: Help me clear the first tier

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Stefan's hand glided up her thighs from the slit in her skirt, stopping at her core.

Ella whimpered as she felt him rub her, sending shivers down her spine.

She realized it wasn't the correct location for them to engage in such behavior, but she didn't have the resolve to stop him.

Stefan meant it when he said he was making up with her, but he did not explain how.

Her knees wobbled as she felt the tension in her body rise, and her lips continued to follow his tempo.

Chu~

"Will you still stand by your words, Dove?" he inquired, his tongue licking her smudged lip mark.

Ella chewed her lips as she let out a trembling sigh and shook her head.

"Will you let me?" she inquired instead.

"No way," he refused.

"So why bother? You've already made me forget about it," she whispered, quickly capturing his lips.