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He started to undress. This wait was even more torturous after she'd had a morsel of his touch. She watched from the corner of her eye, both desperate to hasten the process and knowing she should stay exactly where she was, eager, ready, accessible.
Finally, he was down to his underwear, and damn, did he look good. Tall and slim, toned and strong, his eyes a burning blue, just a little grey at his temples, exactly the right amount of chest hair, his skin lightly tanned and his treasure trail navigating its way down his body: he was perfect.
She'd touched him so many times that she knew exactly how his stomach would feel under her hands, his skin soft, his tummy muscles rippling if she ran her hands over them, how they'd tense as he pushed into her.
