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The Christmas Assignment (2)

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The morning light filtered through the frosted windows of the lodge, casting a pale glow over the snow-blanketed landscape.

Adriana woke with her body still humming from the night before, her pussy slick from dreams of Cassian's commanding voice and the press of his hard cock against her.

She showered quickly, the hot water doing little to ease the ache between her legs, then dressed in a fitted blouse and skirt, no panties again, as if his order lingered like a brand.

Downstairs, the kitchen smelled of fresh coffee and sizzling bacon. She prepared breakfast with deliberate care, her mind replaying his words: 'Tomorrow, we play for real.' Her nipples tightened at the thought, brushing against the silk of her blouse.

Cassian entered the kitchen shirtless, his sweatpants hanging low on his hips, revealing the V of muscle leading to the bulge she remembered all too well.

His eyes locked on her immediately, that dark interest sharpening like a blade. “Morning, Adriana. Sleep well?”

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