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... covering her hips, chest pressing lightly into the massage table. Her legs, long and toned from years of volleyball, twitched slightly under Joon-ho’s firm touch. The soft hum of the air conditioner, the distant city noise through the window, and the wet sound of oil spreading between Joon-ho’s palms filled the quiet space.
His fingers dug in—not cruelly, but with expert purpose. Her glutes, her lower back, her thighs... each knot released like a trap unclenching. She grunted once, and ...
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