His gaze pierced through my defenses, setting my body ablaze. With every breath, I inhaled his intoxicating scent, a heady mix of musk and desire.
His gentle touch was barely there, but it sent ravishing shivers up my spine. Our lips met in a collision of passion and longing, igniting a firestorm of pleasure as I melted into his arms, surrendering to the tempestuous whirlwind of our connection.
The rhythm of our bodies intertwined, creating a symphony of moans and whispered promises. In that moment, he became my addiction, the only drug that could satisfy the insatiable hunger within me.
