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Eight

He whispered softly into her ears, "I'll be downstairs", her skin receiving some form of impulse from his hot breath.

She watched as he put on his long black robe and left the room walking majestically and gracefully.

Even with his departure, the room was still filled with his aura, with his scent, he smelled like spice, like the roses, and so did the room too.

Everything in the room reminded her of the intense intimate moment they had the previous night.

From the table lamp, to the bed, to the opened windows which freely gave passage for the winds to cool her every moment of the session, she smiled as every single moment played back in her mind and she felt like a dog on heat.

She could still feel his arms rubbing her smooth skin slowly, and she couldn't help it but also rub her skin too as if he was present with her doing exactly what was in her mind, but he was out of the room a few minutes ago.

She was carried away by what she did until her eyes jammed
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