Fantasy

Delicate hands slid up his back, nails breaching lines across his strong muscles. Every curvature of her body pressed between him and the wall. Little air flowed in and out of crevices. Sweat droplets dripping between lips, gliding becoming easier as lust intensified. Long passionate nights slowly became anxiously anticipated habits, dwelling into a sexual ritual.

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