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The air in the room grew thick with the scent of her perfume and the sharp tang of betrayal, a heady cocktail that made his head spin. Her fingers, cool and deliberate, traced the line of his jaw before sliding down to the first button of his shirt. The soft pop of each fastening giving way was a tiny explosion in the silence, a systematic dismantling of his resolve. He could feel the heat of her body through the thin fabric of her dress, a silent promise that both terrified and thrilled him. Her lips found the pulse point at the base of his throat, and her tongue painted a damp, searing path over his skin, tasting the salt of his hesitation. Every rational thought, every memory of another life, began to dissolve under the relentless pressure of her mouth. The world outside the drawn curta ceased to exist as her hands mapped the tense planes of his chest, claiming territory that was not hers to take. A low groan escaped him, not of pleasure but of surrender, as the last vestiges of his former self were stripped away. In that dim light, he was no longer a husband, but simply a man being unmade by a force he no longer had the will to resist.
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