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The oppressive weight of the afternoon sun pressed down, a tangible force that slicked our skin with a shared, glistening sheen. Each slow, deliberate breath I took was heavy with the scent of his heated skin and the distant, electric promise of a storm. His fingers traced a languid path through the dampness at the small of my back, a touch that felt like the only real thing in the hazy, shimmering world. I could feel the frantic rhythm of his heart thrumming agat my palm, a wild drumbeat syncopated with my own. The air itself seemed to thicken between us, charged with a silent, desperate energy that made every slight shift of our bodies an event. A low groan escaped his lips, a sound swallowed by the heavy silence, as I arched into him, seeking relief and finding only more exquisite friction. The fine hairs on my arms rose, not from a chill, but from the sheer intensity of the current passing from his body into mine. Our gazes locked, and in the molten gold of his eyes, I saw my own raw need reflected back at me, amplified. In that suspended moment, we were not merely enduring the swelter but becoming a part of its core, a single, smoldering point of combustion in the vast, breathless afternoon.
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