Roccosiffredi
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The humid air clung to the backstage darkness, thick with the scent of old velvet and anxious sweat. His fingers, tracing a slow, deliberate path up the ide of her thigh, were not a question but a statement, a claim staked in the trembling silence. The rough texture of his jeans scraped agat her bare skin, a friction that promised both pain and a strange, aching comfort. She could feel the frantic drum of his heart through the thin cotton of his shirt, a wild rhythm that answered the unsteady pulse hammering in her own throat. A single, sharp gasp escaped her lips as his thumb found the delicate hollow behind her knee, a touch that felt less like caress and more like a key turning in a long-locked door. The world outside—the muffled roar of the crowd, the distant, tinny music—dissolved into a meaningless hum, irrelevant agat the shocking heat of his mouth meeting hers. This was not the scripted passion they had rehearsed; this was a raw, untamed thing, a confession whispered not with words but with the desperate pressure of bodies colliding. Every nerve ending sang a chorus of yes and no and more, a dizzying contradiction that left her breathless and utterly exposed. In that chaotic, perfect moment, the carefully constructed wall between performance and truth shattered into a million glittering, irreversible pieces.
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