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NASH
“Bend over for me, love,” I murmur as I push Riley forward. I love her like this—willing and ready for whatever I’m about to give her. Her taut body moves in front of me, bending at the waist as she folds in half and plants her hands against the railing of the balcony. I watch as her slender fingers wrap around it as she glances at me over her shoulder, her long dark hair spilling down her back.