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... beyond measure, like sand scraping across a millstone, mingling with the endless imagination of wind and moon, blending with the warm stream of water.
Misty water clung to Charlotte Miller’s long eyelashes, appearing as if they were ringed with tiny diamonds, glimmering enchantingly.
Her head was lowered as much as it could be, and her gaze naturally fell on his soaking wet pants.
He had incredibly attractive abs, smooth and sensual, each muscle seeming full of power and ...
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