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Act 3: Queen's Gambit - Chapter 4
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Sienna
Christian pulls me into his arms after our passionate tryst and sighs. “I hope I’ve measured up to your expectations.” He says.
I chuckle at this, cuddling closer to him. “I think you’ve more than measured up, Christian. I’ll be lucky if I walk tomorrow after you still weren’t satisfied after the second time around.”
Three times. We went at it three times, and truth be told, I felt exhausted right now. But there were people downstairs, and they were waiting on us.
“I’m not going to apologise. Besides, my back will attest to you needing it as badly as I did; how will I walk without a shirt now?” He says.
God, and I just had my nails done too.
I shake my head and sit up. “We need to go downstairs, but since we stink of sex, we should probably shower first. And before you even think of it, you’re doing it in your own bedroom; I don’t trus
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