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Amy's mark fell short, instead digging into the male's arm. Her face twisted in anger, furious that he had chosen to stand against her. How dare he do that? It fell away just as quickly though, accepting this as the next dance in the game. Even as his arm twisted up, grabbing her wrist, a smile reformed on her face. It would be fine. She'd still injured him after all, and it had caused pain. Amy twisted in his grasp, ending up nearer to him than before. It almost looked like a sick dance, the way they were braced against each other.
Smiling she looked into Liam's eyes. Madness glittered there, but he wasn't so far gone that he wouldn't hear her yet. You certainly have a way with females, don't you? Twistedly she leaned in for a kiss, even as her other hand prepared to dig into his back. It was beautiful to her, teasing and nipping at Liam. He wasn't her choice of partner, but she would definitely drag every pleasure she could out of him.
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