Wet sins ( A collection of steamy G G stories)

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antique clock and the rhythmic clinking of china cups as

with the subtle traces of Vivienne Laurent's s

ches her. Sh

conceals the curve of her bare legs, Vivienne tilts her head, stud

ushes rivals is absent here. In her place sits something s

s, her voice a touc

is polite, but there's an edge of warmth there, some

, something dismissive, something to push her away

ped before her. Her uniform is crisp, modest, yet Vivienne's gaze li

hing,then stops, fingers hove

d, voice softer now, more fr

her head slightly. "Sha

mething flickering in her da

nd for once, Vivienne Laurent, the ruthless billionaire and the master of

nd sets the glass down on the nearby ta

o loud in the hush

e is low, and del

ing just slightly, but she doe

perfume lingers in the air, heady and warm. She lifts a hand again, fin

vienne murmurs, eyes searching

ckers behind her gaze. something neither of them

each her eyes. "I don't know what I prefer," she admit

of si

e lets her fingers trail down, barely skimming the inside of

oesn't

ftly, her lashes lowering for just a seco

e dipping even lower. "Will you k

And then, finall

ll her power, all her control, realizes she is standi

hers, leaning forward for a kiss.

o hesitation,

the soft fabric of her uniform. When she reaches Elena's shoulder, she hesitates for only a seco

I won't take it

but the sound fans against Vi

ses there, close enough to taste the warmth of Elena's breath, to feel the tension trembling bet

ainst Elena's skin. She expects resistance, expects hesitation. But Elena doesn't shy away. Instead, she leans in, her

ard, every movement deliberate, controlled yet b

. But as Elena sighs softly against her lips, as the warmth of her t

se it's f

s not sure she wi

he lingers, lips locked in a strong kiss

e a cutting remark to regain cont

neck, toy with the stray wisps of hair the

deliberate, her hands tightening just slightly against the silk of Vivien

s amidst kisses, half a

ng, her gaze searching, u

t tinged with something vulnerable. "You as

in the way she lingers, in the way her fingers rest agai