"Are you sure if your man returns he won't handle you with gentleness?" he asked, his fingers stilling just inches from where I wanted them most.
"That is none of your concern," I retorted, my pride warring with my desire.

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"Are you sure if your man returns he won't handle you with gentleness?" he asked, his fingers stilling just inches from where I wanted them most.
"That is none of your concern," I retorted, my pride warring with my desire.

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