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In the silent walk-in closet, Alvin could hear just his name and her huffs. Seeing her shrinking back to his embrace glancing at her reflection, Alvin turned her face towards him as he took his hand away.
Suddenly losing the delicious sensation, Anya swallowed the soft groan of retaliation that was in her throat. Her body was feeling hot like the time she was drugged. She didn't want to hear that he was just teasing her.
His lips tenderly kissed the corner of her eyes as if knocking on the door of her eyes to open. His hot breath was brushing on her skin, his lips grazed down her cheek when he said in a husky, restrained voice, "If you fear…"
Her eyelids fluttered open at his words. His lips nipped the corner of her lips. "If you need time…" His voice was thick, controlling himself from ravishing her pink juicy lips that were waiting for him.
