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A soft fingers followed that curve of the warm shoulder using deliberate hesitation, almost as softly memorizing the heat from bare flesh.
Feather-light air kissed over the nape the moment softly she pressed against him, the two frames pressing with growing hunger.
Her lover answered in one tender kiss a kiss that deepened only slowly, drinking that softness from the woman’s restraint.
Each stroke felt gentle, learning rather not taking, letting that heat gather across gentle rhythms.
As the woman at last breathed the man’s call upon her lover’s breath, the sound bore equally gentleness with desire.
Through this quiet mutual calm both lovers created one pace and it seemed more similar to rush and far more truer to secret solely they alone of their hearts alone could treasure.
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