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    Vincent looked at Katelyn with a subtle smile and said, “In that case, how about I take another shower?” With that, he carried her toward the bathroom.


    Before Katelyn could even process what was happening, they were inside. As the door clicked shut, Vincent lowered his head and kissed her passionately on the lips.


    The intensity of the kiss made Katelyn’s breath hitch, and she instinctively tightened her grip on his bathrobe.


    Vincent’s robe slipped from his shoulders as Katelyn grabbed it, revealing his strong, sculpted chest beneath. The soft light entuated the strength of his body, and Katelyn’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of him.


    She wasn’t a fan of excessive muscles, but Vincent’s body was different—perfectly bnced, radiating health and strength.


    As Vincent kissed her, Katelyn’s fingers drifted over his chest, almost lost in the moment.


    Suddenly, with a gentle push, Vincent pressed her back against the wall. The showerhead above them was turned on, and warm water poured down, drenching them both.


    Katelyn’s sheer, long-sleeved dress clung to her skin under the water, highlighting her graceful figure and entuating her curves. The alluring curves of her chest, in particr, caught Vincent’s attention.


    At that moment, Vincent’s eyes red with fiery desire. He kissed her lips once more, then slowly trailed down, his lips lingering on her chest, kissing her over and over.


    The sensations overwhelmed Katelyn, clouding her thoughts and leaving her to rely on nothing but her body’s instincts. She held Vincent’s head tightly, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer.


    Katelyn moaned softly. Under the flowing water, her graceful figure only fueled Vincent’s growing desire.


    He couldn’t hold back any longer. With one swift motion, he ripped her dress apart. The sound of tearing fabric echoed through the steamy bathroom. Her beautiful body was now fully exposed to Vincent’s gaze. To her surprise, he didn’t stop there. His lips continued their journey, trailing soft, lingering kisses over her skin. Each touch sent a shiver through her, as if he were setting tiny mes aze, igniting a passion she couldn’t suppress.


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    The steam-filled air wrapped around them, intensifying the intimacy. Katelyn felt lost in the moment—overwhelmed yet entranced, wanting nothing but more.


    When Vincent passionately explored her most intimate ces, Katelyn’s body trembled uncontrobly.


    “Ah, yes. Mmm…” she couldn’t hold back.


    Breathless, Katelyn met Vincent’s gaze and murmured, “If you keep this up, I don’t think I can take it.”


    Every touch, every kiss, pulled her deeper into a storm of emotions. It was overwhelming, yet she couldn’t help but crave more of the passion he was giving her.


    Vincent didn’t answer. Instead, he intensified his touch, unable to hold back any longer.


    He rarely did this for Katelyn. For her, the sensations were unlike anything she had ever experienced. It was as though her entire body had been emptied, aching to be filled.


    Afterward, the room was filled with nothing but the sound of Katelyn’s soft cries.


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