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The heavy velvet drapes swallowed the city’s light, leaving only the amber glow from the bathroom to carve out the shapes of their entanglement. His fingers, slick with a shared perspiration, traced the delicate architecture of her spine, following the curve down to where the sheet lay tangled around their legs. A low groan escaped him as she arched her back, pressing herself agat the hard plane of his stomach, her own hands searching, gripping, claiming the tense muscles of his shoulders. The scent of their bodies, a heady mix of expensive whiskey and pure, unadulterated sweat, filled the still air of the room, a perfume of raw need. Her whispered words were not gentle but guttural, a command that spurred him to shift his weight, pinning her deeper into the mattress with a possessive thrust. The cool silk of the pillowcase was a stark contrast to the burning heat of her skin as she turned her head, her lips finding his forearm in a bite that was more promise than pain. Every movement was a silent conversation of desperation, a choreography of limbs and longing that defied the late hour. The world beyond their fourth-floor window ceased to exist, its distant hum nothing agat the pounding rhythm of two hearts crashing together. In that suspended moment, there was only the exquisite friction of skin on skin, a primal language spoken in gasps and the creak of the old bed.
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