Webyoung
Aiden Ashley, Whitney Wright Pic(s)
The amber glow of the bar’s lighting caught the sharp line of his jaw as he turned, his gaze a physical weight that traveled over skin suddenly alive with anticipation. Every tinct she possessed screamed that he was wrong, a stark contrast to the safe, predictable men who usually captured her attention, yet her pulse quickened into a wild, rebellious rhythm. The low thrum of music seemed to sync with the frantic beat of her heart, a primal soundtrack to the dangerous curiosity unfurling within her. He moved with a predator’s grace, closing the distance between them until the heat of his body was a palpable force field she longed to cross. The scent of him, clean soap and something darker, uniquely male, invaded her senses, making her head spin with forbidden possibilities. His fingers, when they finally brushed a stray lock of hair from her cheek, were calloused and electric, sending shivers cascading down her spine to pool as liquid heat low in her belly. The world outside their bubble of tension faded into an indistinct hum, every ounce of her focus narrowed to the space where his skin barely met hers. A slow, knowing smile curved his lips, and in that moment, the concept of ‘type’ shattered into irrelevance, replaced by a raw, consuming need. She leaned into his touch, a silent surrender to the thrilling unknown, ready to explore the fire she had been taught to avoid.
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