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    Vincent had always known she was breathtaking. But now, she set his heart pounding like never before. He bent down, his lips brushing her skin, kissing her breasts with a reverence that felt new and wild.


    A quiet moan slipped from Katelyn,ced with a strength that held her together.


    That little sound lit a fire in Vincent, burning away hisst threads of control. His hands explored her breasts gently, tracing her shape as he thrust himself inside her, their bodies finding a rhythm that felt like home.


    In that moment, they were lost to everything but each other, and Katelyn’s frame shivered with a joy she couldn’t hold back.


    Inside the car, his steady strength met her delicate grace, creating a picture so lovely it could’ve been painted.


    The world outside faded, leaving just them, wrapped in something rare. A soft wind slipped through the trees beyond the windows, carrying the scent of grass and moonlight. It felt like nature itself was holding its breath, watching their story unfold.


    Katelyn felt like a feather on a rolling wave, carried by the rise and fall of Vincent’s love. Her whole self melted into the heat of it. The feeling was wild and free, a tide she didn’t want to fight.


    Her eyes fluttered half-open, locking onto his with a spark of need, and she rasped, “Vincent, you’re everything to me.”


    Those few words stopped him for a heartbeat. Then he moved again, stronger, pouring all he felt into every motion, like he was answering her without words.


    When it was over, Katelyn sank back, too tired to lift a finger. Her body ached in the sweetest way.


    Meanwhile, Vincent still buzzed with energy. He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, a grin tugging at his lips. “Worn out already? I’m not done with you yet,” he teased, his voice warm and yful. He took her hand and guided it to him, letting her feel his heat.


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    Her fingers shook under the warmth, a little spark of surprise running through her. She swallowed, meeting his gaze with wide eyes, and halfughed, “You’re too much. I’ll end up in bed for days at this rate.” The idea of beingid up from too…


    Too much sex made her chuckle despite herself. She didn’t want to admit how tempting it sounded, tangled up with him.


    Vincent caught the flicker of worry on her face and grinned wider, his eyes dancing with mischief. He leaned in, brushing his nose against hers, closing the space between them. His voice dropped low, a soft rumble against her skin. “No chance of that. One more time, love.”


    Katelyn was about to refuse. The next second, Vincent silenced her with a kiss.


    At first, she resisted, but soon yielded to Vincent’s tenderness. This time, his movements were gentler than earlier, a wee change. She surrenderedpletely to the passion he awakened in her. After the storm of desire, his tenderness left her breathless.


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