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... step, to a pause. She got the rhythm quickly, but he could tell her mind wasn't on it at all.
He wondered if she felt what he felt—the slide of her dress against the chest of his shirt. The whip of her skirt against his legs. The brush of their legs when they moved—thigh against thigh. Warmth and pressure where they pressed, and cool prickling desire where his skin ached for hers.
Her jaw had slackened, but she didn't say a word, just held onto his neck and let herself move into ...
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