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... ss, tracing the soft skin of her thigh with deliberate care. Every time I moved closer to where she wanted me most, she arched her hips and let out the faintest whimper—like a good girl desperate to obey, yet desperate for more.
Her eyes fluttered shut as I leaned down and kissed along her collarbone, unfastening the lace at her neckline with my free hand.
"You’re shaking," I whispered, watching her lips part in response. "Is that fear, or excitement?"
"E-Excitement," she ...
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