What arrived at her door wasn’t soft or tender. It wasn’t meant to be. He go inside without hesitation, set his bag down, locked the door, and waited. The first move was hers - a light graze of her fingertip against his wrist, barely brushing against skin. There were no murmured reassurances, no hesitant caresses - only an unrelenting heat that consumed her with rhythmic intensity, a devotion stripped of gentleness but not intent. The pleasure erupted loudly, reclaiming spaces within her that had calcified in silence. It was almost too much - searing in its intensity - a visceral reminder of what it felt like to be truly alive.

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