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Chapter 130

Emelie nearly screamed when she finally felt his fingertips on her clit, and a sudden, powerful pressure began to balloon in her pelvis. He massaged her clit with the perfect amount of tenderness and force, with a steadily increasing speed that seemed to cause her hips to automatically rock to meet his strokes. She was so wet that she could actually hear it as he touched her, but she was far too aroused to feel embarrassed at her wanton display.

"Yes...Mr. Carlisle...please—"

"Then I'm going to need you to relax your body, Emelie," Carlisle said suddenly.

Emelie frowned, struggling to figure out what exactly he was asking her to do, but her thoughts felt far too muddled with desire to make much sense. She bit her lower lip when she felt his finger beginning to press against her opening, but the feeling of his thumb rolling her clit pleased her far more than the discomfort.

"Relax, Emelie," Carlisle said again. With a deep breath, Emelie released all tension in her muscles, just as Car
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