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Meg lets him touch her back the way he wants. Meg closed her eyes to feel his hands that were moving on her body. Smirking at her reaction, his confidence emboldened.
His hands moved further down and now he was touching the outline of the dress where the cut ends just above her thong.
His hands rubbing the area and breathing getting hitched. He brought her in his arms, and Meg leaned on his chest. Taking as much support as Meg can because her legs are turning jelly just by his touching her back.
He nibbled her neck and a moan escaped her lips. But before anyone could hear it, the watch struck 12 and all the firecrackers were burned. He kissed her at the seher tiger when the lights turned dim.
