DANTE'S POV "Take off your clothes, Emily." She remained unmoving for seconds, and I felt myself grow uncertain. "Emily..." Right then, she slowly turned to me and held my gaze. Her hand went for the zipper of her trousers, and she brought it down. She paused again, as if needing a push to keep going, so I nodded at her. That seemed to be enough encouragement because she started pulling down the trouser and wiggling out of it. Soon enough she completely took it off, left in her black lace panties and blouse. "Go on." I urged, and she gave a timid nod. Fuck... I loved how innocent she always seemed. She held the hem of the blouse and in one swift motion, took it over her head. Without waiting for me to push more, her fingers went behind her and unbuckled the clasps of her bra, which fell downwards, joining the rest of her clothes in a pile on the bathroom floor. Now, she stood before me in just her panties, looking very nervous and wringing her knees against each o
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