Karups
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The fading sun cast long, golden shadows across the room, painting your skin in hues of warmth and anticipation. His gaze was a tangible caress, a slow, simmering heat that started deep within my core and spread outward. My breath hitched as his fingers, feather-light, traced the line of my collarbone, a silent question whispered against my pulse. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the wave of feeling, every nerve ending awakening to his nearness. The air itself grew thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and our shared, unspoken yearning. A soft sigh escaped my lips as his hand settled on the small of my back, pulling me into the solid warmth of his embrace. In that moment, the world narrowed to the space between our bodies, a universe contained in a single, breathless inch. I could feel the frantic rhythm of his heart echoing my own, a wild, syncopated drumbeat against my chest. The trust in his eyes unlocked a part of me I kept hidden, a raw and powerful vulnerability. This was not just a touch, but a homecoming, a silent promise written on our intertwined souls.
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