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Porcelain skin, unblemished by scars or any other markings; smooth and soft it expanded over her entire body, waiting to be touched. Roaming eyes observe her every move, clumsy and graceful, forever polite and kind. He wanted to take a bite and savour her, to mark the unblemished flesh and taste her fruit. Sweat clinging to his forehead and nape, fire running through his veins and churning at the pit of his stomach. Dig his fingers around her forearm, press body against hers, bury his face at the neck and inhale. Supple and soft underneath his hand, submissive and wanting she would crave him and him alone. Trembling and clenching; he co