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A little friendly competition was good for the soul, he said.
Moved to my hips where he stroked each curve and dip, tracing the bones underneath. When I tried to twist away, he returned to my breasts.
I gripped his arm, trembling despite no longer being cold and wet. He tipped my chin up.
I was still mulling over how to broach the subject when we met for coffee, but then your mom called.
Which meant I'd have to let Chris go. I choked back a sob from the relief that I wouldn't have to do it now.