[ He always has a certain conviction that makes it hard to doubt his certainty. The words sent a jolt through her almost as much as the heat of his lips does. Psyche shivers and lets her head fall back for him, her hands sliding up to his shoulders and then lightly down his chest again. ]
...I feel the same.
[ She bites her lips to keep too-habitual words from tumbling out after that, moving with him to shrug free from her bra when she finally feels the hooks come undone. ]
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...I feel the same.
[ She bites her lips to keep too-habitual words from tumbling out after that, moving with him to shrug free from her bra when she finally feels the hooks come undone. ]