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The first touch was not of skin, but of warmth, a radiating heat that seemed to precede the slow, deliberate descent of his palm onto the small of her back. A shiver, entirely separate from the cool night air, traced the path of his fingers as they splayed, each one a distinct point of contact branding her through the thin silk of her dress. Her breath hitched, a soft, audible catch that was swallowed by the profound silence of the room, a silence that now felt thick and expectant. He leaned in, and the scent of him—clean soap and something darker, uniquely male—filled her senses, drowning out all other thought. The pressure of his hand increased, pulling her infinitesimally closer until the space between their bodies vanished, replaced by the thrilling solidity of his chest agat her own. She could feel the steady, strong beat of his heart through layers of fabric, a rhythm that began to sync with the frantic pulse hammering in her own throat. His other hand came up to cradle her jaw, his thumb stroking a slow, hypnotic arc along her cheekbone, a touch so tender it felt like a promise. When his lips finally met hers, it was not a collision but a yielding, a soft, searching exploration that tasted of midnight and desire. A low moan escaped her, vibrating into him as the world narrowed to this single, exquisite point of connection, every nerve ending alight with a delicious, building fire.
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