The sound of voices outside the fitting room reminded them both of where they were, but neither seemed to care anymore.The danger of being caught only added to the intoxicating thrill of the moment.Zavian's hands found the clasp of her bra, and Emmeline held her breath in anticipation, knowing that once he removed it, there would be no stopping what came next.Then his lips claimed hers, kissing her with furious hunger, his hands sliding over her thighs and igniting a fire that burned through her from the inside.Emmeline reached for the belt of his trousers, her fingers trembling with excitement as she worked it loose.They stood facing each other in the narrow fitting room, her red dress lying forgotten at their feet in a pool of silk.Zavian trailed wet kisses along her jaw, drawing a sigh of desperate need from her lips.He moved his left hand to the inside of her thigh and drove it beneath her underwear.The moment his fingers found how wet she was, a dark, satisfied growl rumb
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