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Ramirez Gonzales. Ariel is resting on my fast-beating heart as we lie on the storage room table, staring up at the ceiling. My fingers weave through her hair. I am hugging her body to make sure she is secured, trying to catch my breath at the same time even if it has been ten minutes since we finished s*x. “What was it you said? Crazy about me?” Her eyes are bright when she asks the question. “I said so?” I tease, playing it off. “Yes, you did. I heard you say it.” She rises from my chest, sitting up, her skin is still flushed from the way I handled her. Her bra is the only thing between me and her supple breast that I was carefully sucking a second ago. “Did I?” I lie, reaching out to run a hand over her bosom, just to feel her one more time before we go back in and live like stran
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