I looked down at her, completely captivated. The towel had slipped even further during our fall, exposing one full, perfect breast — soft, pale, and topped with a hardened pink nipple begging for attention. Lust surged through me like wildfire. I dragged my gaze back up to her face, her lips slightly parted, eyes dark with the same hunger I felt.“What do you want from me, Michelle?” I growled, my voice low and strained.Without waiting for her answer, I leaned in and kissed her neck, right where her pulse fluttered wildly. She melted instantly, letting out a soft, needy whimper that shot straight to my cock. Her body arched against mine as I sucked gently on her skin, tasting the fresh lavender and warmth of her shower.My right hand cupped her face, thumb brushing over her flushed cheek. Then I slowly traced downward — over her delicate neck, across her collarbone, until I reached her almost-exposed breast. I grabbed it firmly, filling my palm with her soft flesh, kneading it as I w
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