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Her fingers traced a slow, deliberate path along the curve of my spine, a silent question whispered agat my skin that sent a shiver of pure anticipation through my entire being. I arched into her touch, a wordless surrender as her palm flattened agat the small of my back, pulling me closer until I could feel the soft warmth of her breath ghosting across my collarbone. The scent of her, a delicate fusion of night-blooming jasmine and clean sweat, filled my senses, intoxicating and uniquely hers. Our eyes met and held, a deep, unspoken understanding passing between us as her other hand came up to cradle my jaw, her thumb stroking my cheek with an almost reverent tenderness. When her lips finally found mine, it was not a conquest but a discovery, a gentle exploration that quickly deepened into a hungry, shared need. I could taste the faint sweetness of wine on her tongue as it met my own, a languid dance that made my knees grow weak and my pulse thunder in my ears. Her mouth traveled lower, leaving a trail of fire down my neck, each open-mouthed kiss a brand of possession that I welcomed with a soft, desperate moan. The world narrowed to the feeling of her body moving agat mine, the slide of silk and skin, the muffled sounds of our shared pleasure becoming the only music in the room. In that suspended moment, every inhibition melted away, replaced by a profound, aching certainty that this was where I was always meant to be.
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