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... into irrelevance.
The texture of the sheets beneath Lyriel’s hands grew more pronounced as her grip tightened, her knuckles whitening with the effort to stay grounded.
The fabric was soft yet rough in places, worn from use, and it scraped lightly against her palms as she braced herself.
Her legs, still shaky, trembled with each of Alex’s thrusts, the muscles in her thighs tensing and releasing in time with his movements.
The sensation of him inside her was overwhe ...
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