The Billionaire's Sinful Affair
Every touch sent waves of heat coursing through her, and though she tried to play it cool, her voice wavered as she added, “The last one must be lower.”
Her hands slid to his thighs, soft but deliberate.
“Fuck!” Zavian cursed under his breath, his head falling back against the wall.
Emmeline grinned wickedly. She trailed her finger along the sensitive insides of his thighs. “It’s important to know all your hot spots,” she teased, “To make every moment with me unforgettable.”
Zavian leaned forward and pressed his forehead against hers as his fingers pinched her thigh, just hard enough to make her gasp. “Every moment with you is unforgettable, little girl.”
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