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It crept between my shoulder blades where his release still clung, drying tacky against my skin, and I shivered violently once before my body remembered how to breathe without his weight pinning me to the oak.
The tree’s bark had left red impressions across my frontside. I could feel them now, each ridge and whorl translated into raised flesh, a topographical map of what we’d done.
Casimir stood mere feet away. His shirt gaped open, buttons torn or missing, and the s ...
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