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... air. He looks so good. When my eyes slide down his bare chest, thoughts of our passionate night together cause a crimson blush to spread across my face.

I recall his face contorting as he moved over me, our tangled hands, our synced breaths. My body never felt more alive, more sensitive. He outdid himself and shattered all my sexual fantasies about us, filling my head with new, graphic and sensory images. It’s too good to be true.

"Good morning, beautiful." His fingers trace my j ...

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