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Sixty four

Zane’s POV

I felt Belle’s breath against my neck as she gently shifted on top of me. My pulse raced, a mix of desire and disbelief settling deep in my chest. After everything we’d been through, the moment was undeniably ours. Her soft fingers trailed along my arms, her touch light, yet electrifying, and I felt a slow smile tug at the corner of my mouth. It was impossible not to feel the tension melt away, replaced by a heady anticipation.

“What did you just say?” I asked with my voice bearing a gentle humorous tone.

Belle leaned closer, her lips brushing against mine with a teasing softness, and I couldn’t help but reach for her waist, grounding myself in the feel of her skin under my hands. But then, she pulled back slightly, her eyes gleaming with mischief, a hint of confidence I hadn’t seen before glimmering in those depths.

"It’s my turn," she whispered, her voice low and husky. The sound sent a ripple of excitement down to my groin, yet I held back, wanting to savor every second
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