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... the feel of his fingers pressing into her flesh caused her to feel defenceless, yet her body continued to burn, seeking his touch.
He bent over her, kissing her again, and she felt him press against her thigh. Her breathing grew ragged as he ground himself against her; she wanted him now; she didn't want to wait.
This girl was no longer Irina, the future saintess, or even a priestess of Celestia; she was a woman who wanted to feel the passionate embrace of the man above her.
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