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... notice when they left the terrace, nor did she know how much time passed. The next thing her mind registered was being laid down, her back touching something soft that she could only assume was a bed. Either way she had neither time nor desire to confirm that guess.
All of her focus was on him, on his gaze, his actions, his lips pressing against hers, his body pressing against hers, and the feeling of his arms exploring her body atop the thin, soft fabric of her clothes.
At this ...
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