Chapter 47: Intimate Games
(Julian's POV)
The warm glow from the bedroom chandelier cast soft shadows across the king-sized bed. Fresh from the shower, I cinched my navy bathrobe tighter around my waist as I stepped into the bedroom. What greeted me stopped me dead in my tracks.
Roxana lay sprawled across my bed in a white lace lingerie set that left little to the imagination. The intricate pattern hugged her curves perfectly while strategically revealing what mattered most. Her breasts pushed against the delicate fabric, and between her legs, a heart-shaped opening exposed her most intimate parts.
My fingers were already exploring her, drawing soft gasps from her parted lips. Her breathing came in short, desperate pants as I circled that sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Julian," she
