I couldn’t very well keep calling her “the cat” around my guests, could I? Xnxx Quietly, she let out a small moan at the relief I’m sure was long overdue. It’s more alive, more responsive. I offered her a smile, and she smiled back. Ava hadn’t moved, her piercing eyes tracking my every step. “Then what’s next?” she asked finally, her voice barely above a whisper. She smirked knowingly and nodded. “I did not feel manipulated or forced at all, if that’s what you’re worried about.” She let out a small, nervous laugh, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of the tablecloth, then the words rushed out. Read 13566 times |
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The steady rise and fall of his chest beneath her reassured her, even as lingering unease prickled at the edges of her mind.
