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The air itself seemed to hum with a low, electric current, thick with the scent of warm skin and distant rain. His gaze was a physical weight, a slow, deliberate caress that traced the delicate arch of her spine before settling on the curve of her hip, barely concealed by the whisper-thin fabric of her garment. A single strap had slipped from her shoulder, pooling in the hollow of her collarbone, an invitation his eyes accepted with a possessive hunger. She arched into the unspoken command, a soft sigh escaping her lips as her own fingers trailed down her abdomen, mirroring the path his look had taken. The material, a dark web of lace and shadow, clung to her form like a second skin, highlighting every dip and swell, every promise it half-revealed and half-concealed. He moved closer, the heat from his body a palpable wave that made the fine hairs on her arm stand in silent anticipation. His knuckle, rough and warm, brushed agat the sensitive skin just below her navel, a touch so light it was almost a phantom sensation, yet it sent a jolt straight to her core. Her breath hitched, catching in her throat as the world narrowed to this single point of contact, this silent, simmering negotiation of desire. In the heavy quiet, the only sound was the rustle of cloth as she finally leaned into him, closing the minute distance, her body yielding like a flower opening to the sun.
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