How could anyone be that fit? Pansy stared at his body, running her hands up his chest and feeling every inch of skins he could. Her hand shook slightly from how nervous she felt. She'd never been intimate with anyone but Rider and that had been forced.
Chewing her bottom lip, she sat up a bit and pulled off her shirt, then looked up at him, chewing it a bit harder.
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