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Hillary Scott, Frank Gun Pic(s)
The low light from the single lamp gilded the curve of her spine as she knelt on the rug, her head bowed in a posture of deliberate submission. His shadow fell over her, a possessive cloak that seemed to absorb the very sound from the room, leaving only the heavy rhythm of their breathing. A single, calloused finger traced the delicate shell of her ear, then drifted down the column of her neck, sparking a shiver that rippled through her entire frame. He didn’t speak, his silence a more potent command than any word could ever be, a demand for absolute surrender that she felt in the quickening pulse at her throat. The scent of him, clean soap and something darker, more primal, filled her senses as he moved closer, his presence an undeniable weight agat her back. She felt the heat of his palm settle firmly on the small of her back, a claiming touch that promised both dominion and a strange, aching safety. Her own hands remained still, palms upturned on her thighs, a silent offering of everything she was in that suspended moment. The air thickened, charged with the unspoken question of who truly held the power in this quiet, charged space. It was a game of wills, and her yielding was the most potent move of all.
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