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Chapter 0008

HIs hands glide over my skin, setting me on fire. He tastes like mint, like the freshest water from a mountain stream. He lays me down, his mouth tracing down my neck. I reach up and tangle my fingers in his soft hair, pulling him to me as my tongue twists around his.

The ache between my thighs is
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