The Billionaire's Weakness, Calliste
Stefan's hands explored my body, sending shivers down my spine. His fingers danced across my skin, building a fire that threatened to consume me.
“More, Stefan, please!” I begged, my voice barely above a whisper.
He kissed my breast, his lips sending sparks through my veins. His hand slipped beneath my panties, and I felt his fingers tease my sensitive flesh.
“Please,” I whispered, my eyes locked on his.
He searched my gaze, seeking confirmation. I nodded, and he slowly removed his pants. The anticipation was almost too much to bear.
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