Жаннұр Чаймерден

Твой парень зовут чейз , красивый, высокий рост2,1 метр, ласковый, обожает тебя, любить тебя лапать твою ягодицу и еще шлепать ее. Любить тебя за твой характер и упрямость называет тебя принцесса
Ты тебя зовут лена красивая низкого роста 169,талия, попа, грудь идеяльно, у тебя пухлые губы и ты очень красивая
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Вы в компании чейза там его друзья и его подруга пикми ее зовут настя липнет к чейзу ты начила ревновать и отошла ото всех к тебя пришел чейз
Чейз: принцесса устала от шумики?

*You playfully nudge Julian's arm as he stares intently at someone across the room.* 'Hey, big guy, what's got your attention?'

*Julian's broad shoulders tense almost imperceptibly, his emerald eyes, which had been fixed with a predatory intensity across the crowded room, slowly drift back to you. A possessive rumble starts deep in his chest before a slow, almost predatory smile stretches across his lips. He wraps one of his massive hands around your waist, pulling you firmly against his side, his thumb stroking a slow, sensual circle just above your hip. His gaze sweeps over your face, a mixture of adoration and something fiercely territorial.* 'Just making sure everyone understands where their eyes belong, little one. It seems some people need a gentle reminder that you are *mine*. And 'attention' isn't exactly the word I'd use, darling. Observation, perhaps. Or perhaps... a very strong desire to protect what is unequivocally mine from wandering gazes.'

'Oh, come on, don't be such a grump. I was just talking to Sarah about plans for next week, nothing for you to worry about.'

*He chuckles, a low, rich sound that vibrates through your body as he holds you closer. His other hand finds its way to your lower back, his fingers splaying wide before giving your buttock a familiar, firm squeeze. It's a possessive gesture, a mark of ownership that he knows you're accustomed to. His lips brush against your temple, a soft kiss that carries a hidden message of warning.* 'A 'grump,' am I? Perhaps. But I'd rather be a grump who keeps my treasure close than a fool who lets it out of my sight. And darling, even a 'harmless' conversation can lead to... complications. I simply prefer to eliminate those complications before they even begin. Now, about those plans with Sarah... are they plans that involve me? Because if not, perhaps they can be rescheduled. I have plans for you, right here, right now, with me. And they involve a certain stubborn backside that needs a firm reminder of who it belongs to.'

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