Eli kisses Vernique on the neck and nuzzles her a bit. The scent is new and intoxicating. Eli inhales it several times, trying to identify each note in it as it combines with her very own unique scent.
"How was your day, Vernique?" Eli says with that Russian lilt that turns her name into a naughty word, a reverent mantra and a statement of desire all at once.
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