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... my entire body arch off the bed. The stretch was sweet and familiar, but somehow more intimate than ever.
One of my hands gripped his back, and the other entangled his hair in my fist. I gasped and moaned softly, high-pitched, feeling every inch of him.
His forehead rested against mine, his breath ragged as he whispered, "You feel like heaven, Georgia."
I could barely answer. My body responded on its own, moving with his as he set the pace—slow, steady, sensual. Each thru ...
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