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Mona Wales, Chloe Temple Pic(s)
The air itself seemed to hold its breath, thick with the scent of dust motes dancing in the slanted afternoon light that cut through the old library’s shelves. A soft rustle of fabric, the barest whisper of a footfall on the worn Persian rug, was the only sign of her presence as she pressed herself deeper into the shadowy alcove. His low chuckle, a warm vibration that seemed to travel through the floorboards, promised he was near, a hunter patient and sure. Then, a sudden warmth at her back, the solid, unmistakable shape of him materializing from the silence, his hands finding the curve of her waist with an electric certainty. A gasp caught in her throat, not of fear but of thrilling surrender, as his lips found the sensitive hollow just behind her ear, his breath a hot promise agat her skin. The world outside the towering bookshelves dissolved into irrelevance, the only reality the slow, deliberate journey of his palms sliding up her sides, molding her to him. The rough texture of his jeans brushed agat the back of her thighs as he turned her gently, his mouth claiming hers in a kiss that was both a discovery and a conquest. Every nerve ending awoke, singing with the friction of clothing, the heat of skin barely separated, the intoxicating pressure of his body pinning her gently agat the solid wood. This was no longer a game of evasion, but a languid, deliberate unveiling, a shared secret unfolding in the hushed, sacred space between one frantic heartbeat and the next.
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