She pictured it with all her strength: her on top, him underneath, her palms splayed flat on his chest, his hands gripping her ass. She imagined how he would pull her against him with sharp thrusts, again and again, until they finished in unison. As she pictured them together, she felt Caspen’s hunger grow. He sent her a vision back—the mirror of her own, but this time from his perspective. He was looking up at her as she rode him, her face flushed with heat, her breasts pushed together. Was that what she looked like to him? Surely, he was embellishing the vision. Tem had never seen herself
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