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Chapter 9 by Kobe Kobe

Does he follow his urges?

He cannot resist.

"You look a little tense, Steph..." He let his hands go out from her hair and to her shoulders. He was right -- goosebumps. She trembled a little. "Do you need a massage?"

"Please." She whispered.

He began to rub on her shoulders. She immediately let out a moan. He felt himself go diamond hard.

His phone rang in his pocket. She froze. He froze.

Fuck.

Who is it?

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