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Clearly, we need to discuss this and figure out where our boundaries lie outside of Zanders’ penthouse, but all I can concentrate on is how much I wouldn’t mind round four with the beautiful naked man below mine. Crossing my hands over his chest, I rest my chin there, my knees bent on either side of his hips. He continues to look at me like a whole new man. Soft and sweet, though I think maybe he always was this person. He just didn’t let anyone see. “The amount of attention you get is overwhelming,” I mutter under my breath. He tucks my messy curls away from my face before shooting me an apologetic smile. “I know.” I shyly smile right back at him without saying another word because there really is nothing else to say about it. It’s who he is. “For the first time, maybe ever, I wish
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