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... louder than the others. Not quiet. Not hidden. The specific gasp of a body that has received something significant and has not been able to keep the fact internal.
Her hips arched up.
Her hands clenched the mattress.
"Ngh—ngh—"
The ship settled.
He ground.
Slow. The measured circular motion against her cervix, the warmth of the contact radiating through her walls into the hips that were now — awake. The hips moving with intention that hadn’t been ...
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