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"Tsk... you can be a scriptwriter at this point..."
A faint blush reddened her cheeks as she mumbled, and Alex got closer to her; his hands still cupping her womanhood.
"You want me to be a scriptwriter? Hmm?"
"Mmmh,"
Rennie flinches as he squeezes her, putting pressure on his palm to rub her clitoris.
"What kind of scripts should I write, darling?"
His deep voice echoes in her ears as his lips brush against her ears before he bites her earlobe.
"Ah,"
"Romance?"
