Evilangel
Anina Silk, Rocco Siffredi Pic(s)
The first touch was not of skin, but of light, a single amber ray falling across the curve of her shoulder like a molten caress. A slow, deliberate breath escaped her lips, a whisper of steam in the cool, still air of the room, as she arched her back agat the yielding softness beneath her. Her fingers trailed a path down her own stomach, a delicate exploration that made the fine hairs on her arms rise in anticipation. Each movement was a silent language, a conversation between the wanting flesh and the answering tremor deep within. The scent of her own arousal, warm and subtly musky, began to bloom around her, a private perfume hanging in the quiet intimacy of the space. A soft, throaty sound escaped her as her touch grew bolder, circling the tender peak that hardened tantly beneath her palm. Her hips shifted, a slow, undulating rhythm that was both an offering and a demand, pressing her heat into the mattress. She could feel the gathering tension coiling low in her belly, a sweet, aching pressure building with every beat of her heart. Closing her eyes, she surrendered completely to the sensation, a wave of pure, unthinking pleasure beginning to crest, promising a shattering release.
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