CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE-R18 : CALL ME MASTER

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"Remove your hands, baby," Shane's voice was low and commanding as he leaned in, licking the soft skin of her hands that covered her drenched womanhood.

Sophie's breath hitched, her heart racing as her fingers trembled. Slowly, she uncoiled her hands, exposing her slick, aching core to his ravenous gaze. The moment her hands left her body, she felt the heat between them intensify, her entire being tuned to the way he was devouring her with his eyes.

His grip tightened around her trembling fingers, guiding her hand soaked with her own arousal to his mouth. His tongue flicked out, slow and deliberate, tasting her. A jolt of electricity shot straight through her, the shock of it making her gasp as her wetness only deepened. She was throbbing, craving, every nerve alight.