His Unwanted Witness
Her laughter came through the speaker, sharp, mocking, while Lorenzo grinned up at her, utterly relaxed.
"Patience, soph," Lorenzo murmured, freeing one hand to trail his knuckles up her inner thigh. Sophia arched into his touch, breath catching as his fingers hooked into the lace trim of her lingerie. Matteo watched, transfixed in horror, as Lorenzo’s thumb slid beneath the delicate fabric, tracing the curve of her hipbone. Sophia shivered as her eyes fluttered shut, not in protest, but anticipation. "Off," she whispered, voice thick and unsteady. "Take it off."
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