MILLIE'S POVBraham watched as I undid each button, his eyes tracking every movement of my fingers. By the time I reached the last one, his breathing had gone ragged."Let me," he said, his voice barely above a growl.He brushed my hands aside and parted the fabric slowly, like unwrapping something sacred. When my skin was exposed to him, he just looked at me for a long moment."You're so beautiful," he murmured. "I thought I remembered, but this..." His fingers traced along my collarbone, feather-light. "You're even more perfect than I dreamed."Heat flooded through me at his words, at the reverence in his touch."I need to see you too," I said, tugging at his shirt.He pulled it off in one smooth motion, and I let myself look. Really look.Four years ago, I'd been too nervous, too overwhelmed to fully appreciate him. But now…Gosh.He was all hard muscle and golden skin, and I wanted to trace every line with my tongue."Touch me," he said, as if reading my mind.I did.I ran my hand
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