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Those hands...she shuddered at the thought of it, those capable hands and the ways he would touch her, the places.

Her own hands traveled over the spots she wanted his own hands to go eventually. One hand traveled down, stroking her breast, lightly pinching the nipple. Her other hand traveled down between her thighs, to her moist center, fingertips manipulating the long-neglected clit. She lay there, one hand working between her legs and the other on her chest as the rest of her began to tremble. Her left hand worked more furiously between her thighs now as her breathing became faster and faster. A dew of sweat shone on her body as the warmth grew more and more intense in her sex, until it broke free and spread throughout her body as though every pore was bursting with tears of joy.