The weight of him settled agat my thigh, a solid heat that seemed to pulse with a life of its own, a promise that made my breath catch in a silent, wanting gasp. My fingers traced the line of his hip, feeling the shift of powerful muscle beneath smooth, warm skin as he moved, a deliberate and languid pressure that spoke of intentions yet to be fully realized. The air itself grew thick, heavy with the scent of his skin and the quiet, ragged sound of our breathing mingling in the dim light. Every thought in my head had narrowed to this singular point of contact, to the hard, istent presence that was the entire world. I arched my back, a slow, deliberate offering, and felt his low groan vibrate through me, a rumble of pure need that answered the ache building deep within my own body. His hand slid up my side, a possessive, burning trail that left my skin tingling and hypersensitive, every nerve ending screaming for more. There was no space between us now, only the slick heat of our bodies moving together in a rhythm as old as time, a perfect, frictionless glide. The world outside this room, outside this moment, dissolved into an ignificant blur, forgotten in the face of this consuming hunger. I was lost in the sensation, drowning in the feeling of being so utterly filled, so completely possessed, that nothing else would ever matter again.
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