100 Nights of Forbidden Fire
Her eyes, now fully open, held a hint of curiosity, a nascent awareness.
“That’s good.” His thumb stroked her skin, a slow, deliberate movement. “You’re growing up so fast, Rachel. You’re not a little girl anymore, are you?”
Her lips parted, a soft gasp escaping. “What are you talking about?” Her voice was barely a whisper. She didn’t pull away, didn’t flinch from his touch. Instead, she leaned into it, a moth drawn to a flame.
“I’m talking about you, princess. You’re becoming a beautiful woman.” His eyes dropped to her chest, where the thin fabric strained against her nipples, hardening under his gaze. “A very beautiful woman.”
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