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His hands traveled to her shoulders to pull the straps of her nightgown down her shoulders.

Isadora gently tapped him wanting to retract when suddenly without giving her a chance to react captured her lips

She gasped a little when Devon let go of her lips and moved down to her nape with featherlight kisses

His lips traced her jawline, causing numerous waves of pleasure to pass through her entire body. A strange current enveloped them as he nibbled the soft skin on her neck before heading further to her chest.

Soft moans escaped her lips, and...