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... door shut. Dace ran his hand through his hair washing the remaining soap off, and now he looked at me, half bathed and smelled nothing but the expensive shampoo he used.
"You miss a spot" I mumbled, grabbing the soap from the glass shelf and squeezing a little on my hand and facing him. He still kept his eyes on me and I just admired as the water fell on his hair. I closed the distance between us and started applying the liquid around his broad chest, allowing my hands to imprint every ...
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