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*Ainslee* Rafe is on top of me. We are naked in my bed, and he has mounted me. I can feel him buried deep inside of me, and when I look into his blue eyes, all I see is love. I run my hands along the hard muscles of his back, down to his tight ass. My fingernails sink in and I pull him tighter against me. Goddess, he feels so good. If I had known that s*x could be so magical, I would’ve ravaged him the first moment I saw him. “Ainslee?” He is saying my name, but his mouth isn’t moving. I feel his hand brushing my hair away from my cheek, even though they are on my breasts, teasing my hardened n*****s. What’s going on? “Ainslee?” Fuck, I’m dreaming. The image fades from my view, leaving me in total darkness as I roll over on my bed. I raise an arm to flop it over my head, trying to