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Zoey shivered as the tip of his nose traced the side of her neck along with his burning breaths kissing her skin.
Matthew began leaving soft pecks on her neck traveling down to her collarbones. Every touch of his lips sent ripples in her heart.
Her chest moved in a heavy up and down motion. Damn, she was still fully clothed and Matthew was just kissing her lightly, but she could feel her lower region clench.
She couldn't think straight; be it right or wrong, it didn't matter because all she wanted right now was him. Zoey longed for him: for his love, for his warmth, and every little detail of him.
Zoey stretched her neck for better access while he took off her white silk blouse off her shoulder. As soon as the blouse dropped on the floor, Matthew drew back a little to stare at her.
