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Kylian's POV

The white lace she wore was the hottest thing I had ever seen. I saw her hard nipples under the lace stretched tight across her chest, made tighter by the arching of her back. Her mouth was slightly opened, her eyes closed as my hands roamed over her bare hips exposed by the high-cut bit of lace she was wearing. I knew it would be hot when she told me about it at the reception. I could barely think of anything else and now it was right in front of me.

I heard her moan and reached my fingers to her lips, gently pulling her mouth open. She greedily sucked one finger into her mouth, her lips locking tightly around my finger as she moaned again, her eyes staring into mine.

“Kylian,” she whispered my name as I pulled my finger out, moving my hand to her breast, cupping it through the fabric.

The lace was hot, but I wanted her naked. I wanted to feel her hot, smooth skin. I wanted to taste it, suck on her as my body joined with hers. I could feel my erection, ready to explode i