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When Viktor had unbuttoned her shirt, Elena felt his hands caressing up from her waist, shaping her body contour as they moved upwards. They stopped just below her breasts. His thumbs ran over the lacy fabric of her bra, and Elena felt her nipples pebble at the simple touch. She wanted him to touch her more, to play with her breasts. Instead, his hands went to her shoulders and pushed her shirt do