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    A wave of irritation swept over Katelyn. She reached out and yanked at Vincent’s shirt, pulling so hard that the buttons popped off instantly. The buttons flew off, exposing Vincent’s sculpted chest. His pectoral muscles were slightly defined, seeming ready to burst with energy at any moment. Below them, his abdomen showcased a well-defined eight-pack.


    This was Katelyn’s first glimpse of Vincent’s physique. At that moment, her heart raced as her fingers gently traced along his abs.


    Vincent’s muscles tensed slightly, and he kissed Katelyn with even more intensity. He gazed down at her, his voice rough as he said, “Do you like what you see?”


    Katelyn didn’t conceal her admiration and nodded, saying, “Yes, I really like it.”


    She had seldom seen such perfectly defined muscle contours on anyone. It was clear to her that these muscles were the result of rigorous workouts, not just supplements. Such physical strength was captivating.


    Vincent whispered into Katelyn’s ear, “Wait for me. I’ll let you explore more as we go along.”


    His words sent a shiver of anticipation through Katelyn. But before she could react further, Vincent was already out of bed and heading toward the bathroom.


    Soon, the sound of running water filled the room, yet Katelyn’s heart continued to race. She had been swept up in the moment when she expressed her desire.


    After a moment to gather her thoughts, Katelyn wished she could berate herself for her impulsiveness.


    Two minutester, the sound of water running in the bathroom ceased. Katelyn’s heart raced, missing a beat.


    Oh no!


    Vincent emerged from the bathroom wearing only a towel around his waist.


    Katelyn, having just managed to calm the fire within her, felt her desires re up again as she watched droplets of water cascade down his sculpted waist and abs. A wave of heat washed over her,pelling her to swallow hard.


    As Vincent approached, she stuttered, “Um… maybe we should wait? Perhaps another day?”


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    Vincent raised an eyebrow slightly as he gently lifted her chin with his fingers, a yful smirk ying on his lips. “You think I’ll let you off?”


    He had been holding himself back for so long. Even though they were together now, he had intended to proceed gently. Yet, this was the second time Katelyn had initiated more intimate contact. If he restrained himself again, he wouldn’t feel true to himself.


    Katelyn started to speak. But before she could express her thoughts, Vincent reached out, grabbed her ankle, and drew her close.


    Next to his tall frame, she appeared even more petite. She instinctively tried to sit up. But…


    Smack!


    A crisp sound rang out as Vincent’s handnded on her backside. While it wasn’t painful, the shock of it was embarrassing.


    “You hit me!” Katelyn cried out, her face turning a deep shade of red. She hid her face in the nket, overwhelmed by embarrassment.


    Vincent gently pulled her from under the nket and swept her hair back before leaning in to kiss her, his tone soft and coaxing. “You can hit me back, however you like.”


    His suggestive tone left Katelyn too flustered to look him in the eyes.


    Clearly, his implications were more than yful.


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