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... , like a Queen. A Goddess. Damon cleans every inch of me after we do those carnal acts. His hands are rough, yet reverent, almost worshipful. Maybe... maybe I liked the sex. His touch, the way he made sure I reached every bliss I deserved — he was thorough, relentless in learning me.
He wanted to know every part of me. He wanted to hear every gasp, every broken moan torn from my throat. I think he loved it the most when I couldn't hold back. Every sound I made seemed to feed his hunger. ...
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