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So This was Inevitable?

Lola

The bath was warm. Soft-lit. Steam curling off her skin as she sat nestled between Enzo’s thighs, his arms lazily draped over the sides of the massive soaking tub like a smug Roman god.

Her knees floated just above the surface. His chin rested on her shoulder.

For once, neither of them said...