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The air itself seemed to thicken, charged with the scent of jasmine and warm skin as her gaze lingered, a silent question answered by the slow, deliberate parting of lips. Fingertips, feather-light and tentative, traced the delicate curve of a collarbone, a path of electricity mapping the landscape of a shoulder. A soft sigh escaped, not a sound of words but a language of pure sensation, as the distance between them dissolved into shared warmth. The first touch of mouth to throat was not a kiss but a tasting, a slow exploration of salt and pulse that made the world shrink to that single point of contact. Eyes fluttered shut, surrendering to the feeling of hands sliding along a spine, learning the subtle architecture of vertebrae through silk. Whispers, hushed and breathless, ghosted agat an earlobe, promises of pleasure that needed no elaborate vocabulary. The arch of a back was an invitation, met by the firm, knowing pressure of a palm splayed agat the small of it, a anchor in the rising tide. Every movement was a synchronized dance, a give and take of pressure and release that built a rhythm as ancient as the moon outside the window. In that hushed intimacy, two bodies became a single, breathing entity, speaking a dialect of touch that left no room for anything but the present, aching bliss.
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