That’s the shot

Marcus steps back, his gaze dropping to where the white fabric sits between her folds. He doesn't look away quickly. He takes it in, the way the wet cotton traces the shape of her, the way her chest rises and falls faster now.

"That's the shot," he says, his voice a little rougher than before. "Joe's gonna lose his mind when he opens this one."

Izzys lips part, but no words come out at first. Her thighs tremble slightly, and she can feel the pulse of her own heartbeat between her legs, the fabric still wedged there, pressing against her in a way that makes her breath shallow. She stares at Marcus, her cheeks hot, her mind racing.

She presses her knees together for a second, then slowly lets them fall open again, the fabric shifting against her sensitive skin. She swallows, looking at him with wide, uncertain eyes.

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