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The Way She Moved
He Loved The Way She Moved (1):
He loved the way she moved; even when dressed as a leather-bound seductress in a Berlin sex club. He sat at the bar, sipping a gin and tonic, waiting for her to step through the mass of people clad in leather and spiked collars. When she arrived, the crowd separated slightly so that she might pass through unheeded. He turned and watched as her body moved in complete harmony; slim legs in tandem with muscled arms, and couldn’t help but remember those legs legs wrapped around his waist as their bodies pistoned together. God, he loved the way she moved.
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