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172. Make a Plan
~ CASIMIR ~
I lay back in that chair like I had been shot, with Jesse draped over me, my breath ragged, my skin sweaty, and my mind stunned. Every muscle felt fatigued, every limb heavy. And yet…
There had never been a time in my life when a female’s warmth and weight over me hadn’t felt like a danger. I’d always preferred to take them from behind to keep control—and because it put me in position to overwhelm them if it was necessary. Yet, holding Jesse there, being held by her…
She was an embrace. A joy. Not a threat.
Neither of us spoke for some time, both letting our breathing return. I had a han
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