For a moment I can only stare at her, watch her come down from her lust-high and fantasize about how quickly I can drive her back there. Holding her gaze, I lift my fingers. Her eyes go black with desire, her bottom lip bitten between her teeth as she waits for me to slide my fingers into my mouth to taste her. Instead, I nudge down the top of her leotard and place my slick fingers on her nipple, rolling them in a lazy circle. Her gasp is loud enough to bring a satisfied grin to my face. I don't look up at her, though, I simply take my time spreading her wetness over her skin, waiting until
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