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I knelt before her, my gaze locked on hers, the hunger in my eyes unmistakable. She might've known she'd already given herself over to , but seeing

there, kneeling before her at the edge of the bed, made it all the more real. Her uncertainty lingered, but she didn't move. She didn't stop .

Azariah's gaze flickered with nerves, her body tense as she watched , uncertain of what was about to happen. She gripped the fabric of her dress tightly in her hands, knuckles white as if holding onto the last vestiges of control. But I wasn't about to let her keep that. Not now.

Without waiting for permission, I gripped the hem of her dress and began lifting it, slowly revealing more of her smooth, milky legs. Her breathing hitched, and her hands shot out, grabbing my wrist in a weak attempt to stop .

"W...Wait..." she whispered, her voice laced with hesitation, barely managing to et my eyes. She looked toward the door, her expression filled with apprehension. "I... If soone cos, I... I think later it's..." She trailed off, the fear of being caught in this compromising position clearly weighing on her mind.

I stared at her for a mont, reading the mix of desire and fear in her face. She wanted this—there was no denying that—but the thought of soone walking in on us had her panicked. She'd already surrendered, but the humiliation of being caught at her most vulnerable, her most raw, was too much for her to bear.

"Don't worry," I said, my voice low and steady as I trailed my hand up the length of her legs, sending a visible shiver through her body. "That's why you locked the door, right?"

"Hnn~" Azariah bit back a moan as my fingers danced lightly over her skin. Her body betrayed her, reacting to my touch even as she tried to suppress it. She trembled beneath my hand, her resolve wavering, and I could feel her resistance slipping away.

With a slow, deliberate motion, I spread her legs wider, positioning myself between them as I pushed the dress higher. The fabric slid upward, revealing her knees, and soon after, the soft curve of her fleshy, inviting thighs. Azariah gasped when my hand found her thigh, her palms pressing against the bed as she let her hands fall away, finally relenting to the inevitable.

Her breath ca in quick, shallow bursts as I continued lifting her dress, inch by inch, until the fabric was high enough that I expected to find her panties. But when my eyes landed on her, I was t with a sight that made my breath catch for an entirely different reason.

No panties.

Instead, there it was—her perfect, smooth pussy, lips pressed tightly together in a way that made my cock throb in anticipation. She hadn't worn anything underneath her dress. Not a scrap of fabric to shield her from . Her pussy was bare, ticulously shaved, as though she'd been preparing for this mont all along.

I glanced up at her, and she imdiately looked away, her face flushed a deep, burning red. Her entire deanor was drenched in embarrassnt, but her silence said everything. She had co prepared. Azariah had known, perhaps even hoped, that things would escalate to this.

That knowledge stirred sothing primal in , made

want to push her even further, to see just how far she'd go for . My fingers traced over the soft, tender skin of her thighs, inching closer to the warmth between her legs.

As my finger traced gently around Azariah's slit, I could feel her body tense, her breath hitching as she let out a soft moan. "Aaah..." The sound slipped from her lips like a reflex, her body betraying her as the pleasure started to take over. The heat between her legs intensified, and I could feel the dampness forming around her pussy, her body reacting instinctively to my touch.

"Hmnn~" Her lips trembled as she tried to hold back, her eyes half-lidded, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. I knew she was trying to maintain control, but it was slipping fast, and that only made

want to push her further. One hand teasing her slit, the other caressing her soft thighs—it was enough to drive

wild, to make

want more.

My hands gripped her ass, pulling her closer, her body moving with mine as I took complete control. She let out a startled cry, "Haan~

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