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... d my waist, fingers digging in just above my belt, pulling my hip against her bare thigh. Tessa mirrored her on my right, her touch bolder, nails grazing my side as she pressed her chest to my arm, the crinkle of her gift wrap loud in the quiet.
Jasmine, front and center, grabbed my collar with one hand, began walking toward the bed with a grin that promised trouble. Her wrap shifted, one strip slipping to flash a peek of her nipple, pink and hard, before she tugged it back with a teasin ...
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