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When she finally got a chance to meet up with him again, she was practically shaking with anticipation. She knew that she should resist him, that she should walk away and forget about him, but she couldn't. She was drawn to him like a moth to a flame, and she knew that she had to have him.
As they met in a secluded corner of the studio, she threw herself into his arms, kissing him with a hunger that she had never felt before. Pierce responded in kind, his lips pressing against hers with a fierce intensity that sent shivers down her spine.
Cara couldn't believe the sensations coursing through her body as Pierce moved down her body, trailing kisses and bites along her skin. She moaned and writhed beneath him, her hands gripping the sheets as he explored her body with his mouth and hands. He knew just how to touch her, how to make her body sing with pleasure. She couldn't get enough of his skilled fingers and lips, and she begged him to keep going.
Pierce was more than happy to oblige, relishing the way Cara responded to his touch. He took his time, savoring every moment of this encounter. He tasted her skin, nipping and licking until she was writhing beneath him, her body on fire with desire. He wanted to make this moment last forever, to keep her gasping and begging for more.
As Cara reached the brink of orgasm, Pierce leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked, his voice rough with desire.
Cara shook her head frantically, her eyes closed in ecstasy. "No, no, don't stop," she panted. "Please, don't stop."
"Oh god, yes," Cara gasped as Pierce's lips trailed down her neck. She could feel his strong hands roaming over her body, eliciting shivers of pleasure as he touched her in all the right places.
"Please don't stop," she begged, her body craving more of his touch.
