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I was on my side facing him, and I kept sighing from his fingers casually running through my hair.
The other hand slid up and down my left side. Caressing my arm, breast, hip, thigh.
Neither of us spoke.
" I shivered as the water started to get cooler, but I didn't want to get out.
Repeating from back to front, weaving patterns he knew from memory. We'd done this so many times, I knew myself just by feel that this would be the basic version.
I choked back a sob from the relief that I wouldn't have to do it now. That the truth was bearable.
After a deep sigh, he was staring in my eyes again.