
Zara's POV
The next morning, I woke with a gasp-a sharp, sweet pull at my chest had yanked me from my sleep. Something hot, wet, and wickedly slow was teasing my nipple, sending a wave of tingles straight to my core.

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Zara's POV
The next morning, I woke with a gasp-a sharp, sweet pull at my chest had yanked me from my sleep. Something hot, wet, and wickedly slow was teasing my nipple, sending a wave of tingles straight to my core.
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