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... stimulation.
"I don’t need babysitters."
Ophelia’s lips twitched into a faint, knowing curve, her gaze dropping to his mouth, imagining it latched onto her nipple, sucking hard while she ground against him. "Of course not."
"But," Esme said softly, "we do need a future."
The weight behind those words lingered.
Elion glanced at the untouched plates in front of them.
Elion’s gaze flicked to their neglected plates, the food cooling while their bodies ...
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