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There was the tiniest squint that briefly formed around her eyes as she wondered if he was going to have too many feelings about this. But then she remembered that the bed was stupidly comfy and she'd have to get dressed and mess around so much if she went home.

Plus maybe they'd have another round in the morning. "Sounds good," she said with a lazy smile. "I should clean up a bit, but in a minute." Her movements were gentling as a touch of post orgasm lethargy kicked in. She felt all buzzy and alive too, and that would win out in a couple of minutes as long as she didn't actually fall asleep. She knew from experience the slightly sticky feeling would seem a whole lot less appealing come morning.

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