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She heard Roshan chuckle softly before he grabbed her hands and placed them on his chest. "I thought you wanted to touch me." He spoke. Klara felt the heat of his body under her palm and the way his muscles flexed as he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. She felt his bare skin against her thighs and his hardness pressed against her stomach. Panic and excitement bubbled inside her while her hands still rested hesitantly on his chest. "Don't hold back, because I won't." He captured her lower lip and sucked on it. Klara m.o.a.ned into his mouth, her hands sliding to the back of his head to pull him down. Just like he said he didn't hold back. He kissed her until her lips felt sore, and her skin burned and her body ached in places she could never imagine. She found herself curling her toes and wanting to clasp her thighs together to stop the throbbing between her legs. This time she let him take her gown off and her undergarment. She wanted t