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She shimmied out of her tights and clumsily tugged off her sweater.
“Don’t do it!” Lorenzo scolded her. “Let me.”
Her mouth ran dry as he came back to her, his bold arousal flagrant proof of his powerful masculinity. He was like a bronze sculpture, so powerful, so perfect, so erotic. The moment he started undo her bra, stinging sexual awareness shot through Phoebe like an electric charge. Then his hands touched her breasts, playing with her pink, sensitive nipples and Lorenzo groaned.
“‘Sei così bella’ (Ita for ‘You are so beautiful’)”
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