” “You do not flatter me,” she laughed. All the fury had left her, swamped by an inexplicable flood of warmth. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. He gripped one of her pert nipples with his fingers as he came inside her.
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