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His hand moves down the back of my neck. I feel his caress linger in places that make my skin jump as his palm trails down my side. Momentarily, I’m more inside of my body—feeling...
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His hand moves down the back of my neck. I feel his caress linger in places that make my skin jump as his palm trails down my side. Momentarily, I’m more inside of my body—feeling...
