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The late afternoon sun, thick as honey, poured through the blinds, striping their entangled limbs with bars of molten gold. Her breath hitched as a slow, deliberate hand traced the delicate curve of her hip, a feather-light touch that sent shivers cascading down her spine. She arched into the contact, a silent plea for more, her own fingers tangling in the soft, dark hair splayed across the pillow. The scent of their shared warmth, a heady mixture of salt and jasmine, filled the air, each inhalation a dizzying reminder of their intimacy. A low, throaty murmur escaped her lips, a sound swallowed by a hungry mouth that claimed hers with a possessiveness that left her weak. Every nerve ending felt alive, hyper-aware of the soft weight of a thigh pressed between her own, a steady, promising pressure. The world outside, with its prying eyes and whispered judgments, dissolved into the quiet symphony of their breathing and the rustle of cotton sheets. She surrendered completely, lost in the dark, knowing gaze that held her captive, a universe of unspoken understanding passing between them. In that suspended moment, there was only the exquisite friction of skin on skin, a perfect, rising rhythm that promised a shattering release.
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