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The air in the room was thick and warm, carrying the faint, clean scent of antiseptic that did little to mask the primal heat rising from their intertwined bodies. His hands, large and knowing, moved with a slow, deliberate pressure along the tense arch of her back, each stroke a silent question that her skin answered with a soft, yielding sigh. A single bead of sweat traced a path from his temple, following the strong line of his jaw before falling onto her shoulder, a tiny, hot baptism into this intimate ritual. The only sounds were the rustle of the crisp paper beneath her and the low, guttural hum of approval that rumbled deep within his chest, a vibration she felt more than heard. Her fingers curled agat the edge of the table, knuckles white, not in resistance but in a desperate need to anchor herself to something solid as sensation began to unravel her. He leaned closer, his breath a hot whisper agat the shell of her ear, each word a promise that coiled low in her belly, sparking a fire that threatened to consume her composure entirely. The clinical setting faded away, replaced by the overwhelming reality of touch, of the way his thumb found a particular knot of tension and worked it until a broken moan escaped her lips, raw and unfiltered. Every nerve ending felt alight, singing a chorus of pleasure-pain as he guided her body toward a precipice she had only ever glimpsed in solitude. And when the final, shattering release came, it was not a crash but a wave, a warm, liquid stillness that washed through her, leaving her trembling and profoundly, utterly known.
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