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... y her thighs pressed together under the screen, her lip sucked between her teeth like she was trying to bite back a scream and a prayer at the same time.
"You always talk like that..." she whispered, hand shaking just slightly as she tilted the phone down—enough to show skin. Chest. Bra.
The top of her thighs.
Nothing underneath.
Peter’s grin sharpened.
"I talk like that because it’s true," he said, voice dragging over each word like velvet over bruises. " ...
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