33: ELLIOT'S ROUND

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TENNA.  I set the toothbrush in the holder and reached for the robe's tie. My fingers pulled the silk knot loose. Heat slammed into me so hard I gasped. I grabbed the sink edge as my body hunched forward. My core clenched violently, demanding to be filled, and a moan tore from my throat before I could stop it. This was too soon. I'd barely had an hour to recover. Someone knocked softly on the door. "Tenna?" Relief crashed through me at the sound of Elliot's voice. "Come in," I managed to get out. The door opened. He stepped inside and his eyes locked on mine in the mirror. He took his time looking me over. Started at my face, flushed and desperate. Moved down to where the robe hung open, showing my breasts and the marks they'd all left on my skin. Lower still to where my thighs

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