Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 2) – Afternoon Submission
The rear hatch of the SUV hissed shut, sealing away the duffel bags and the remnants of the morning. The air outside was thick, humid with the promise of a sweltering afternoon, but inside the cabin, the climate control hummed with a sterile, artificial coolness. Raven leaned against the driver’s side door. She helped bring all their bags to the vehicle. She looked wrecked in the best possible way—her makeup slightly smudged, her lips swollen and glistening, a flush that had nothing to do with the heat still painting her cheeks. She waved a hand, her fingers trembling just a little, a lazy, satiated smile spreading across her face. “Have a fun rest of the day, you two,” she called out, her voice husky, still carrying the rasp of moans swallowed only minutes before. “Don’t …
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