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A Prisoner of Pleasure
I woke up to the bright rays of the sun against my face, immediately interrupting my sleep. I moved, my brows furrowed as I tried to escape the treacherous rays, my hands reaching for a pillow or something. Suddenly, it turned dark, and a sense or calm washed over me again. I rested back, letting myself fall asleep again, a small smile resting on my lips. I woke up around an hour or so later, and the room was still somewhat dark. My brows furrowed as I slowly opened my eyes, my chest heaving. The first thing I saw was skin. Tanned, beautiful skin. I held my breath as I looked slowly upwards. Gray was propped up on his elbow, his eyes closed, his head resting on his hand. He was shielding me from the sun behind him and had probably fallen asleep in the process. I smiled, my eyes taking
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