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Eight

Marigold

Asher rested one massive palm against my ass and the other against my upper back, securing me tighter against his body as he moved down the hall. My mind was spinning, but I knew I was all in for whatever my other half had in store for tonight.

I’d never felt like this before, and the endorphins arising inside me as a result were spurring me to heretofore unknown heights. It was heady, and I wrapped my legs around his lean waist in a death hold as he ascended the stairs, ravenous for the bliss I’d only gotten a glimpse of so far. 

Alas, a hint of my fear persisted in spite of the fact that I had made up my mind, but I was able to ignore the niggling qualms with the sexual tension adding kindling to the low blaze smoldering from deep within me, drawing all my concentration.

My timid actions were swiftly fading, and I let my hands rove the muscles of his shoulders as we came closer and closer to the impressive bed, feeling

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