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... o the same unbearable place. No matter how much she tried to push it away, it clawed back into her mind, the wetness between her thighs, the truth of what her body had done in response to Mika.
It was unbearable, confusing, terrifying. She pressed her fingers against her temples, massaging them as if that could chase the headache away.
Finally, with a shaky sigh, she surrendered to her oldest defense mechanism.
’Don’t think about it. Just don’t think about it and go to sl ...
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