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... the room, eyes never leaving her. They traced the waterfall of black hair streaked with white that spilled to the middle of her back, the delicate curve of waist flaring into hips made for his hands, the way her robe clung to breasts that looked crafted to fit perfectly in his palms.
Looking at her beauty that seemed almost transcendent everything else in the world seemed to turn grey.
’Damn, I was really stupid.’ He thought to himself as he made it to the bed.
He sat on ...
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