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Chapter 32: Sinking deeper
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2025-05-04 08:30:40Her breath stuttered when his fingers glided down her waist, slipping beneath the edge of her silk slip. The coolness of his touch contrasted with the slow burn spreading across her skin.
She shivered, her body instinctively leaning into him. Her lips parted, a soundless gasp trembling at the back of her throat.Grayson’s gaze swept over her—dark, heavy, consuming. His hand traveled upward, sliding under her dress and lifting the delicate fabric inch by inch until the morning air kissed her bare skin. His throat bobbed as his eyes landed on the soft swell of her breast, barely lit by the faint gray dawn.“Beautiful,” he murmured, almost to himself.The word sank into her bones like a balm and a brand all at once.Then his thumb grazed over her nipple, and Aurora's breath hitched, her back arching slightly. The world around her narrowed, focusing only on the places he touched.“Grayson…”Her whisper barely reached him bef
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