~Lora~"You act like you haven't seen all of this a thousand times already," I shrugged, deliberately stepping right into his space."I haven't, baby..." His voice was a breathless, ragged whisper. "Every single time, you look more... God. What’s the word?"I folded my arms over my chest, letting the water drench my hair as I waited, tilting my head with a smirk. "Still waiting for the word.""More beautiful. More intoxicating than the last time," he murmured, his hands coming up to hover just an inch away from my skin, as if he were afraid I’d melt under his touch. "It's literally killing me. Your beauty belongs in a museum, Lora. Actually, no. Fuck that. I’m going to lock you up in my own private museum, where no one else ever gets to look at you."He didn't wait for my comeback. His large, wet hands wrapped firmly around my waist, his fingers digging into my hips as he hauled me against him.The impact was electric. My breasts pressed flat against the solid, chiseled planes of hi
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