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Sasha rose to her knees beside me, pressed close, her bare breasts brushing my arm as she leaned in and claimed my mouth.
Her kiss was hungry—tongue sliding against mine, tasting faintly of champagne and me. One hand cupped the back of my neck, nails scraping lightly; the other drifted down to squeeze my ass, urging me deeper into Lena.
I fucked harder. Faster. Lost in the slick heat gripping me, the way Lena’s moans vibrated through her whole body, the way Sasha’s breath hitched against my lips every time I bottomed out.
And then—
The moans changed.
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