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Chapter 30
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2025-04-22 07:00:00VICENZO’S POV
Her breath hitched under me as her fingers tangled in my hair. Her skin was fever-warm and flushed beneath my mouth. I was high on lust and wanted to consume every part of her as my mouth latched into her nipples, hard and erect.
She was beneath me but she wasn’t small. She never had been. She met every kiss, every graze of my teeth with something wilder. Her legs wrapped around me, her back arching, her lips parting with a gasp that made my blood thrum.
“Enzo…” she whispered, voice wrecked, pulling me deeper, like she couldn’t get close enough.
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