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... ening his belt with practiced grace. The clink of the buckle hitting the mattress sounded louder than it should’ve. Her fingers toyed with the waistband of his slacks, her smile growing with every slow tug.
"And now you’re my patient," she declared, voice lower now—thicker, soaked with heat. "Unclench, Mr. Vaelthorn."
Lux gave her a flat look. "That is not how therapy works."
"It is now."
She pushed him back onto the bed. Hard enough that he bounced once. His eyes ...
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