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'I stopped dead in my tracks when I felt Peggy's hands on my knees. She had the biggest smirk on her face.
"It was in my way." She replied.
"Oh okay." I submitted, she'd managed to captivate me with one touch.
This woman could tell me to do absolutely anything right now and I would comply.
She raised her hand and brought it to my face, brushing a loose hair out the way, causing my whole body to melt under her touch.
She moved closer to me, stopping just a few inches away from my lips.
"I want you, Logan." She whispered whilst fiddling with my collar, softly biting her lip.
"M-Me?" I stuttered, trying to push out the word.
Peggy nodded at me, smirking.'
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