Aria: Scales of Love
They were my legacy, my heart, my soul walking around outside my body.
I closed the door softly, turning to find Aria standing in the middle of the living room, her back to me. She was still in that damn two-piece swimsuit, the one that had been driving me insane all day, her sheer cover-up doing little to hide the tantalizing curves beneath. The fabric clung to her damp skin, the thin string of her bikini top a delicate line against her sun-kissed back. My cock, which had been in a state of semi-arousal since she’d put it on, began to harden with a vengeance.
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