Evilangel
Kianna Dior, Jonni Darkko, Alex Jones Pic(s)
The air in the room grew thick and humid, charged with the unspoken shift in power as her commanding presence softened into something far more receptive. His gaze, once focused on the technicalities of the scene, now drank in the subtle curve of her spine as she leaned back agat the edge of the sunken tub. A single droplet of water traced a slow, deliberate path from her collarbone down into the shadowed valley between her breasts, a journey he followed with rapt attention. The scent of steam and expensive bath oils mingled with the raw, masculine energy now emanating from him as he discarded his own pretense of direction. His hands, previously used for gesturing and framing, found the slick warmth of her shoulders, their grip firm and knowing. A low murmur escaped her lips, not of truction but of pure sensation, as his thumbs pressed into the tight muscles of her neck. The water rippled gently around them, a liquid mirror reflecting the silent understanding passing between two bodies shedding their roles. He leaned in, his breath a hot whisper agat her damp skin, replacing the clinical distance with an intimacy that was both startling and inevitable. In that suspended moment, the only thing being directed was the slow, exquisite convergence of their desire.
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