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The air itself seemed to shimmer with a palpable, shared anticipation, thick with the scent of jasmine and warm skin. Her gaze, dark and liquid, held mine from across the room, a silent question that sent a tremor through my core. As she moved closer, the soft rustle of her silk dress was a whisper agat the low hum of conversation, a sound meant only for me. Her fingers, when they finally brushed agat my wrist, were surprisingly cool, a stark contrast to the heat blooming beneath my own skin. That simple touch unraveled something deep within, a slow, melting release of all hesitation. She leaned in, and her breath ghosted across my neck, a warm, intimate caress that made my pulse leap. I could taste the faint sweetness of wine on her lips when they met mine, a tender exploration that quickly deepened into something hungry and profound. Our bodies aligned, curves fitting agat curves in a perfect, natural symmetry that felt like coming home. In that suspended moment, there was nothing but the shared rhythm of our breathing and the exquisite promise of what was yet to unfold.
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