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He wasn’t sure why he had to feel the way he did as she pulled her shirt over her head, but he felt a tightening in his loins, and he had to bite his lip until it bled before he thought he had control of himself. He swallowed hard a few times, listening to her and nodding, not sure what she was bringing to him as she spoke. He had to clench his hands tightly from doing anything drastic when he saw her pull her pants of and he actually had to turn away. Was she taunting him? Inviting him? After all the wrong he caused Orin? She jumped into bed, asking her question and all he could do was nod, swallowing hard, fighting to keep his instincts from taking over, and then she told him she had a secret as she pulled herself into bed… he moved closer… why was he moving closer? Whatever the case he moved to her, almost timidly…
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