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... th the soapy sponge. His touch lingered with an intimacy that made it impossible to tell if he was simply bathing me... or committing every inch of me to memory.
"Spread your legs," he murmured, the words low but carrying a note of authority that made my breath hitch. Heat bloomed across my cheeks, but I slowly let my knees drift apart under the warm water. Nathan’s breath brushed my ear as his hand slid lower, the soapy sponge set aside.
"Let me wash you," he murmured.
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