Mason slid his hands up my waist a fraction of an inch. He squeezed gently, and I winced. He frowned and went up another inch, squeezing me again. I winced again when he hit another sore spot. He went up along my sides, checking to see where it hurt. I kept wincing until he stopped just under my bra.
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