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Quincy
Her pupils dilate, color smears her features, her neck, the creamy skin of her décolletage. Her lips are slightly parted, her eyes hazy with lust.
I tighten my hold on her waist. I’m this close to throwing her down on the bathroom floor and having her right here, but that would be all wrong...
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