Aftercare

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Eleni The rising sun peeks through the heavy hotel curtain as I lean back into Dante’s hands in the massive bathtub. He smooths conditioner over my hair, the final step in our now usual aftercare routine. I sigh and continue picking up the pieces of myself that scatter when he takes me apart like that. Still, I always return to myself looser-limbed and more at ease than before. Dante drops a kiss on my soapy shoulder. “How are you doing, El?” “Good.” I smile. “You?” He chuckles. “Grateful that little stunt didn’t get us kicked out of the restaurant. I liked the food.” I grin. “And the blowjob?’ “Now I know you’re back.” He shakes his head. “The blowjob, I can get at home. Or anywhere else, it seems.” I stretch out as I laugh. Through the soapy water, I can just see my tanned legs ne

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