The Following Morning.At 10:00 AM.Lily stood before the expansive wall mirror of the master bathroom, feeling completely in control. Her wine-colored hair cascaded over her shoulders in flawless waves, complementing the vibrant red crop top she wore.Her eyes tracked down the curve of her waist to the sleek black pants hugging her hips, before rising back to her reflection. A confident smile bloomed on her face as she carefully glided a slick coat of lip gloss across her lips.As the gloss caught the light, the vivid memory of the previous evening replayed behind her eyes. She remembered the heavy weight of Tony above her, the relentless, bruising rhythm of him drilling into her until he finally collapsed, releasing inside her.Her smile deepened, turning wicked. She recalled the exact moment he had tried to roll away. She had firmly grabbed his forearms, pinning him down, refusing to let him leave the bed. With a low laugh, she had pushed him flat onto his back, crawling down his s
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