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He spilled into her like a man starved for touch. She clenched around him, thighs slick from earlier rounds, hips rolling slow then fast to drag every shudder out of his spine. Their breathing mixed—his low and guttural, hers sharp between parted lips as she chased another climax. Sweat slid between them where bare skin met, her nipples brushed his chest with each desperate thrust, tight and aching.