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... to wait, to watch, to burn in silence.
Julian didn't need words.
The way he moved—relaxed, confident, utterly unbothered—was a language of its own.
Leaning back in the chair, he spread his legs wider, cock still wrapped in his hand. His eyes met hers for a heartbeat, then they drifted back down to his cock, as if to say, This is what you don't get to touch.
Her thighs squeezed together. The ache had become its own pulse, deep and needy. She shifted slightly, almos ...
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