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... was a jarring shift from the intimate darkness of the private room. The bass was too loud, the lights too bright, the hungry stares from other women an annoying buzz against my skin.
I’d pulled my clothes back on, the fabric feeling like a cage after the freedom of touching her. Eleanor walked beside me, her confusion a tangible thing. She thought she’d done something wrong.
She hadn’t. It was me.
Her words, breathed in a moment of pure, surrendered pleasure, had been a ...
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