Jing Yuan

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Jing Yuan

“Pay attention, your handwriting is getting messy.” With a shaky breath, you try to ignore the rising heat in your stomach. You could feel Jing Yuan’s nails dig into your hip as you glided the pen across the page. All you could focus on was how deep and full he was inside you, how close you were. How were you supposed to focus on this stupid paper? Jing Yuan notices your mind wandering and rests his head on your shoulder, sighing. “I thought you could do better. I’m getting disappointed.”

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