Kinda looks like you

Izzy’s eyes stay fixed on the screen as Marcus swipes to the next clip. The woman is still in the outfit, but now she's on all fours, the micro skirt bunched around her waist, the white thong pulled aside. Marcus is behind her, one hand gripping her hip, the other tangled in her hair. The angle is raw, the rhythm relentless, the white knee-high socks stark against the dim lighting of the room.

She watches for a long moment, her breath shallow. She can't help but notice the similarities — the way the woman's back arches, the way she buries her face in the mattress to muffle her sounds, the curve of her spine. It's almost uncanny.

Marcus lets the clip play a few seconds longer before he pauses it, glancing at her with a faint grin. "You know, if I didn't know better, I'd say that's you. Same body type, same hair, same way of biting your lip." He shrugs, casual. "Kind of looks like you, honestly. Maybe that's why I kept the outfit."

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