Stone let out a low, dark smirk against the skin of my neck, clearly amused by her discomfort, but he did not bother to deny her statement at all. Instead, his long fingers began to trace slow, torturous circles against the skin of my thigh, inching the fabric of my dress just a little bit higher un
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