Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 417

S3–Chapter 15

Manuela’s POV

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In the bedroom, he stood me up and pulled his face away, examining mine meticulously as if searching for any hint of hesitation. His eyes blazed like two burning flames as he kissed me again. It was a kiss of pure lust and desire, as if he wanted to devour me whole.

Around the room, lit candles in clear glass containers cast a golden glow and emitted a subtle sandalwood fragrance, making the atmosphere even more intimate and romantic. On the bedside table, a pink lisianthus arrangement stood out, and the music playing in the living room could still be heard in the bedroom through the sound system. These were details he had planned for me, and it filled my heart with joy.

“You have no idea how much I want you, can’t imagine the dreams I’ve had about you, don’t know how anxiously I’ve waited for this day,” Flavian said, his forehead pressed against mine as he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, a tender gesture I was already becoming dependent on.

“Show me,” I said, gathering all my courage. “Because I’ve also spent the day anxious to meet you.”

“Are you sure about what you want, Manu?” He asked one last time.

“I’m more certain about wanting to give myself to you than I need air to breathe,” I said with conviction, and his eyes blazed. That was truly how I felt, with a vital need to be possessed by him.

He kissed me again, pulling my body against his as if trying to meld us together. His skilled hands found my dress zipper and began to open it. It took only seconds for my dress to fall to the floor, leaving me standing before him wearing nothing but a lace lingerie set, consisting of a pink corselet with garters and panties, flesh–toned silk stockings, and black twelve–centimeter stiletto heels.

I thought I would be nervous, but what I felt in that moment was anticipation. I wanted to see his reaction in his eyes when he saw all of me. I wanted to surprise him with the lingerie I had chosen somewhat insecurely, but solely thinking about looking sexy for him. I wanted to be beautiful and for him to find me beautiful, not thinking about giving up on me because I was an inexperienced girl.

“Wow! You are absolutely stunning!” He said, looking at me as if enchanted, as if seeing something so beautiful it took his breath away.

He moved closer and his lips covered mine as if wanting to mark me as his own. His hands gripped my waist, pulling our bodies together in a way that made it seem like he wanted to merge us into one, as the kiss grew more uncontrolled. I could feel his thick bulge throbbing against my stomach through his pants, struggling to break free from its fabric prison. Something inside me was pulsing, and I yearned to see all of him, completely exposed before me.

I was afraid it was a dream and scared of waking up at any moment to find him gone. My desire to touch every inch of him was maddening, my hands itching with the need to feel his skin.

He moved from kissing my mouth to my chin, my neck, my ear, and behind it. His lips traveled down to my chest, and when he reached the swell of my breasts, his tongue traced along the edge of the delicate lace corselet, making me instinctively arch my back, giving him better access.

As he kissed me, he skillfully unfastened the garter straps, his fingertips grazing my thighs during the process. Then he opened the corselet and with a gentle, delicate touch, slid the straps down my arms, letting it join the dress pooled at my feet.

“So beautiful!” he whispered, looking at me. “These tan lines drive me crazy, they’re sexy as hell! They almost made me lose my mind at that wedding.”

I smiled, pleased with his confession. While he looked at me as if admiring a work of art, he began unbuttoning his own shirt, removing it and tossing it to the floor. When he started undoing his pants, I held my breath – the moment had arrived, and I was eager to see all of him.

He removed his pants and underwear in one motion and stood completely naked before me. He was like a Greek god, seemingly sculpted to perfection, each muscle firm and well–defined – he was perfection incarnate. Everything about him matched and

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formed a beautiful whole. Those dark eyes with his black hair gave him an air of mystery and incomparable charm.

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