The Art of Slow Touch

Last night, we spent hours not rushing. Fingertips brushing under my shirt, lips trailing slowly up my neck, his breath catching when I tangled my fingers in his hair. Sometimes the most erotic thing is the wait—the knowing that pleasure can unfold l

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