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Seizing the moment, she murmured breathlessly, “I'm tired,” her voice tinged with a playful petulance.
A doting warmth flickered in his eyes, quickly consumed by a smoldering desire that threatened to ignite them
both.
Without a word, Kristopher scooped her into his arms, the silk hem of her pajama pants sliding upward. Her bare
legs dangled in the air, slender and smooth, like lotus stems glistening under moonlight.
He laid her on the bed with deliberate care, his hand brushing along her calf before venturing higher, fingers
tracing the elegant curve of her thigh.
His touch was electric, the roughness of his calloused palm a tantalizing contrast to the softness of her skin. As
his hand lingered, exploring her curves, he moved to unfasten her pajamas.
The intricate knot closures defied his efforts, and after two futile attempts, he resorted to tearing the fabric apart
with a swift, decisive motion.
The rip echoed softly in the quiet room, its raw finality carrying a carnal edge.
Carrie, never one to let an opportunity slip, broke the moment with a sly jab. “That was custom-made, you know.
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Kristopher chuckled, recognizing her playful retaliation for his earlier teasing.
“I'll buy you ten more,” he rasped, his voice low and rough.
His breathing was uneven, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that sent shivers racing down her spine.
The torn pajama top revealed more than her skin—it unveiled her languid sensuality.
Her ink-black hair spilled in wild waves over her chest, partially obscuring her bare form like shadows dancing
over moonlit water.
She looked both vulnerable and untouchable, a perfect contradiction that left him momentarily stunned.
Under his scorching gaze, Carrie felt the first stirrings of self-consciousness but quickly smothered them with
practiced ease.
Raising a leg, she draped it over his shoulder, her toes brushing his ear with playful precision. Kristopher’s
restraint shattered.
In one swift motion, he unfastened his belt, the metallic clink slicing through the charged silence as he freed
what had been straining against his resolve.
When Carrie moved to lower her leg, he caught her ankle, holding it in place as if claiming her entirely.
Then, he bent down, pressing a reverent kiss to the arch of her foot an act so unexpected it sent a wave of
warmth cascading through her body.
The gesture felt almost sacred like a knight kneeling before his queen.
The tenderness in that kiss stirred something deep within her, an emotion she couldn't quite name, but it spread
like wildfire, igniting every nerve in her body.
As Kristopher finally entered her, his lips trailed over her shoulder and down her neck, each kiss a mark of
possession, each nibble a soft demand.
His hot breath caressed her skin, sending her pulse racing as her breath hitched in unison with his.
His gaze fell to the faint marks left by his teeth and lips, mingling together like a constellation scattered across
her skin.
The sight filled him with a primal satisfaction.
His hands roamed, tracing the lines of her body, lingering on each curve as if committing it to memory.
When his fingers skimmed her waist, he marveled at how effortlessly perfect she felt beneath his touch. Carrie's
eyes fluttered open, locking with his in a moment of raw vulnerability. Her gaze, clear and tear-bright, seemed to
hold his reflection within, as though she could see straight through him. A sudden wave of fragility washed over
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmher, a reminder of the precarious balance in their relationship. The intensity of pleasure could create the illusion
of closeness, but beneath it lay an undeniable fragility she couldn't ignore. Out of nowhere, a question tumbled
from her lips, soft and searching. “Have you ever lied toabout anything?” Her tone lacked accusation.
Instead, it carried a quiet yearning, a desire for reassurance to anchor her amidst the swirling emotions.
Kristopher froze. The recent lie he had told echoed in his mind. His heart skipped a beat as he nervously
responded, “No.” durante 12 segundos
When his fingers skimmed her waist, he marveled at how effortlessly perfect she felt beneath his touch. Carrie's
eyes fluttered open, locking with his in a moment of raw vulnerability. Her gaze, clear and tear-bright, seemed to
hold his reflection within, as though she could see right through him.
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