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glasses
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It's a Tuesday night at home when Donna walked out of the bathroom to find him propped up against the headboard with a stack of files on his lap and a pair of black rimmed glasses adorning his face. She tilted her head to the side and asked, "Where did those come from?"
"Huh?" Harvey said, looking up from his files. "Oh, I've had them for a while but hardly wear them. I just spent so much time staring a the computer screen today, my eyes were tired," he explained. He pulled them off when Donna shook her head.
"They're getting me hot," she answered with a smirk.
"Yeah?" Harvey questioned as he slid them back in place.
"Oh yeah," Donna said as she crawled onto the bed and over him, moving the files to the side. "Hello Professor Specter," she purred.
Harvey laughed and asked, "Do you want me to teach you a lesson?"
"Yes, please," she whispered into his ear as she nipped at it and growled softly.
"Wow, you really like them?" he asked with a grin.
Donna sat back and stared him down. "I really do," she said with a smile.
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