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Tiffany Tatum, Toby Pic(s)
The first touch was not a beginning but a culmination, a slow, deliberate pressure that melted the space between anticipation and reality. His fingers traced the delicate architecture of her collarbone, a whisper of skin agat skin that sent a cascade of shivers down her spine. The air grew thick, humming with a warmth that had little to do with the ambient temperature and everything to do with the focused intensity of his gaze. A low, appreciative sound rumbled in his chest as his palm slid down the curve of her waist, its heat branding her through the thin fabric of her dress. She arched into the contact, a silent plea for more, her own breath catching as his lips found the sensitive hollow behind her ear. Every nerve ending awoke, singing a chorus of pure sensation that blurred the edges of thought and time. The world narrowed to the scent of him, clean and musky, and the thrilling friction of his body moving agat hers. It was a deep, resonant thrum building within her core, a promise of release that was both terrifying and exquisite. This was not merely feeling; it was becoming, a complete surrender to a wave of bliss that was already rewriting her very definition of ecstasy.
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