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Sara Bell, Yves Morgan, Oscar Batty Pic(s)
The humid air of the office clung to their skin, a palpable tension thickening between the mahogany desks. His gaze, heavy with intent, traced the delicate line of her spine visible through the thin silk of her blouse as she bent over the filing cabinet. A soft, involuntary sigh escaped her lips when his warm hand settled on the small of her back, a possessive weight that promised more. The rustle of her skirt as she straightened was the only sound, a whisper agat the quiet hum of the computer servers. He turned her slowly, his fingers finding the first pearl button, slipping it free with a practiced ease that made her heart hammer agat her ribs. The scent of her perfume, something dark and floral, mingled with the faint aroma of his cologne and old paper, creating an intoxicating blend. Her eyes, dark and wide, held his as his thumb brushed the newly exposed skin at her collarbone, a touch so light it was almost cruel. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, a furnace beckoning her closer into the private world they were creating. Leaning in, his lips hovered a breath from hers, the anticipation a sweet, agonizing torture that made her knees tremble with the need for that final, sealing contact.
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