*Running my hand over my neck, he was a bit rough last night. I'm healed, but the thoughts of how passionate he was when we made love make my body sore all over again. Climbing out of our warm bed, I tip toe through the room. Making my way to the comfort of a warm bubble bath when I hear him stir and call my name <I'm here love, going to take a bath> dropping my shirt slowly onto the floor as my hands come to rest on my hips. <Care to join me?> wink*
— with Lucan Thorne.
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