A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

She stuck her tongue out in response, the moment light and teasing.

Fresh from the shower, Dylan was greeted by her embrace, her kiss.

“New toothpaste,” she whispered against his lips.

“Can you tell?”

Clad in just his bathrobe, his presence was undeniable.

He enveloped her carefully, as though she were porcelain.

Her slender frame seemed so delicate in his embrace.

Dipping his head, he met her lips once more, a kiss deepening before he murmured, “I can taste the difference now.

”

A shy warmth colored her cheeks.

In those days, their coexistence was tender, marked by kisses and nothing else.

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his touch never

night steeped in social revelry, Dylan returned, a little

the television,

return was a series of urgent whispers

hands wandered, a desperate warmth in the dark, but they held fast to

a vow for their wedding

over his restraint, feigning a purity she knew

she would not

Their time would come.

shared, the

his parents, their future a canvas waiting

they would call

lingered on his neck, tracing the lines of strength that

soft in

bold,” he teased,

chuckled softly, her embrace around Dylan betraying a

more intensely, sweeping her up and over the couch’s