Chapter 7

REMI POV

His fingers slipped under the lace.

Direct contact. Skin on skin.I gasped. Arched off the bed like I'd been electrocuted.

"Fuck," he breathed. "You're soaked."

I wanted to die of embarrassment. "Don't—don't say it like that—"

"So tight," he groaned. "Fuck, Remi. You're going to ...

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