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ngy apartment windows. A contented smile played across her lips as she stretched langu

the turbulence and anguish Malcolm put her through, their frenzied reunions never failed to

ay he was born. The defined ridges of his toned back rippled beneath tanned skin as he hunched

ithe form. She pressed herself flush against Malcolm's muscular frame, the softness of her bare breast

lm's neck, placing a gentle kiss on the sensitive flesh. He shivered at the in

Ava beamed with pride at the raspy tone-she knew that delicious

et-a hyper-realistic depiction of herself in the nude, body twisted in a grotesquely beautiful pretzel as she was bound by thick iron chains. The tortured musc

Malcolm levelled at the painting. She knew that look well-the way those stormy grey

sing lilt, splaying her fingers across the rippl

n awe as always, Aves. The darkness and complexity of your art, it's..." He exhaled a rueful chuckle. "Jesus, sometimes I think

and arousal fluttering through Ava's core. Despite everything, she couldn't deny that hearing su

inst the pillows, smiling up at Malcolm through her tousled chestnut locks. "So you...approve of your protégé's effor

ned to gaze hungrily upon Ava's splayed form. "I'd say you're in dire need o

Powerful hands seized her by the hips, yanking her petite frame fully into his lap in one controlled swoop. As fever

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et to the diner. She replayed the final heated moments with Malcolm before reluctantly peeling herself away from his

moments of intimacy, the world beyond ceased to exist - it was just her and Malcolm jo

tain itself. Once the frenzy dissipated, there was...nothing truly binding them beyond fleshly cravings. With

flating her post-coital glow. When he vaguely mentioned some "business in LA" before she left, Ava had felt a glimmer of naive hope for

ng away from Malcolm for good. No more drinking that tainted chalice of his warped desires and her own darkest impulses. If she wa

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