Webyoung
Indica Monroe, Sera Ryder Pic(s)
The sharp intake of her breath was the only sound that answered the plea, a soft gasp that seemed to hang in the space between them, thick with the scent of her perfume and the evening’s spilled wine. His knuckles, white where they gripped the doorframe, were a stark contrast to the warm, yielding softness of her shoulder beneath his other hand, a touch that felt both like a claim and a question. The thin silk of her chemise whispered agat her skin as she shifted, a subtle movement that brought the heat of her body closer to his, and he could see the frantic pulse beating at the base of her throat, a tiny, trapped bird. Moonlight from the single window carved a silver path across the rumpled sheets, illuminating the delicate curve of her collarbone and the dark, knowing look in her eyes that promised both defiance and surrender. He watched, mesmerized, as the tip of her tongue darted out to moisten her lips, a silent, deliberate invitation that sent a jolt of pure, undiluted desire straight to his core. The air itself grew heavy, charged with the unspoken history that coiled around them, every unfulfilled promise and stolen glance culminating in this unbearable tension. He could feel the faint tremor in her arm, a vibration that traveled up his own and settled deep within his chest, a mirror of his own racing heart. Leaning in, he caught the intoxicating mixture of night air and the uniquely intimate scent of her skin, a fragrance that was hers alone, and he knew there was no turning back from this precipice. This was the moment the careful walls they had built between them crumbled into dust, leaving only raw, aching need in their place.
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