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... etting it drop wet to the tile, and I stepped beside her. Now nothing separated us but steam and water. Her hand wrapped me fully, thumb sliding over the head, spreading the bead of wetness already forming there. She looked up at me with that wicked little smile. Then she leaned up and kissed me, lips soft, tongue quick, her hand never letting go.
"How was your day?" she asked, like she wasn’t standing naked, jerking me under hot water.
"Eh," I muttered into her mouth, stepping i ...
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