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She sat up, curling her knees into her chest and effecting as much modesty as possible without her clothes on. His hardness had not abated, but his breathing was growing calmer. She looked away, embarrassed by the intimacy of seeing him like this. She wanted to know the miracle of being connected to him in the most personal way any woman could know a man, but she didn't doubt he would stand by his ultimatum.
Marriage, or nothing.
"Dash," she said tentatively.
"Yes?" he replied.
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