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A/N: Many revelations are made and the plot advances a fair bit. And there's smut.
Chapter Thirty-two
The alarm clock goes off and Jonathon groggily rolls over and whacks it off before turning back around and snuggling up again to Rose. She laughs as his hand begins taking a little tour but her laughter turns to a gasp as his fingers press between her thighs. He finds moisture there. Even if her mind has been occupied for the last hour her body knows what it’s been wanting the whole time she’s been lying there naked against him. He kisses the back of her neck, raises her thigh and lines himself up against her entrance. “Want you,” he whispers, his breath hot against her ear. “That all right?”
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