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she's wearing one of her new bralettes, thankfully
and it's her favorite
she can only hope that he won't rip it, but it's not as if she'll complain
it's a lovely, sensuous thing
black lace
with a sheer ebony overlay
and flirty little cap sleeves
she danced her way through the entirety of 'hands to myself' yesterday in it alone
she peers up at him nervously
she knew that there wasn't as much there as there could be
but, the sexy lingerie had to count for something, right?
"beautiful"
she blinks
"so beautiful, adeline"
he reaches out almost hesitantly
traces the curves of her breasts with his thumbs in wanton reverence
she shivers in pleasure
he lowers his lips to her neck once more
and she is set adrift in the tumultuous, pulsing ocean of sensual satisfaction
in a sinking raft

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