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She continued to milk him even as he softened, until the last drop dribbled forth and he lay limp as a baby bird in her palm. He’d learned to play piano as a child and the act of touching another person’s body with his strong, nimble hands reminded him of playing a challenging piece. Please Jason, please. When he placed a finger on each side of her hood and began to work them back and forth, she groaned. Oh, her clitoris. Her eyes widened at the sight—not that he was physically more impressive than average—but he was fully aroused and his balls hung heavy with pent up desire. His initial observation had been accurate—beneath that self-assured exterior, Alexis Carter was as capable of feeling pain and rejection as anyone else.
