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... ing up her inner thigh. The muscles there twitched uncontrollably at his touch. She bit down on her lower lip hard enough to taste copper, desperately trying to maintain her composure as his fingers reached the damp lace hem of her panties.
He hooked one finger underneath, stroking the impossibly sensitive skin of her inner thigh where it met the fabric. Her hips jerked involuntarily, a wave of heat and wetness flooding between her legs.
"Ah...!" The sound was sharp, a choked-off ...
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