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as Jessica reclined on the massage tabl

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with fumbling hands. My voice cracke

tching me like a hawk eyeing

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perate boy in over

eath brushing my ear. "How

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d she let out a low, predatory chuckle. "

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me off, her vo

n my chest, leaving faint red marks that

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adows crept along the walls. Her voice dropped lower, rougher

mmered, my voice

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nst my ear. "Please? Oh, don't beg

he flickering light. "And you, my dear

you can keep up. Try

her laughter filling the