My eyes lingered on her ass as she walked into the bathroom, no doubt to return the towel. I imagined those thick curves in my palms, imagined the bounce, the rhythm, her breathy cries while she rode me like she was chasing a deadline.Hm. Now that I thought of it, Rali was yet to ride my cock.When she walked back in, cheeks faintly pink and fingers rubbing her arm, I knew she was about to say something silly.Her eyes refused to meet mine as she stood near the desk. "Will I have my own room?" Yeah. And a pet dragon."Look, the house is big enough, okay?" She continued like she could read my thoughts. "If I'll be staying here, I'll need my space to be more interesting than this."I bit back a grin. "So, my room isn't interesting to you?""Hell no. It feels like there's a funeral happening every five minutes in here. Black everywhere. It's like death took up interior design." She crossed her arms. "Plus, I design a lot from home. I don't want to clutter up your desk.""You can turn m
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