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s they dipped lower, shadowing her spine and ending in another infinity sy dimples at the top of her round ass

She shivered under his fingers “That tickles”

“It's so…pretty” Soable to use his Scrabble-worthy vocabulary

He buried his nose in her soft hair, her curls like silk against his cheeks, and inhaled her a his head lower, he kissed the infinity sign's center

“My friend is a tattoo artist so I get a discount”

“Did he design this?” Sam kissed the spot on her shoulder blade where the vines passed closest to her freckled shoulders

She sighed and snuggled her ass closer to his stiffening cock “Nah I draw the me”

“Even the princess and the dragon?”

“Yeah I got that right before hed, a dry sound with ht I'd finally slain the dragon”

He pulled her closer to him as they spooned and kissed her shoulder “What happened?”

“A so-called friend stole inal sketches then passed it off as her own at a gallery in LA” Her husky voice went silent

“Did you say anything?”

“Yeah, not that it did any good Her rich parents had so many deep connections in that world that no one believed me” Her shoulders sluh to know that life doesn't work out like you think it hen you're young, now does it?”

She sighed and Sam wished he could erase the disillusionment in her voice “It's not over for you yet”

“Well, Dry Creek is long gone, that's for sure”