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The woman tips traced a soft curve upon the warm skin through deliberate rhythm, like in the act of learning the glow across bare flesh.
Feather-light exhale touched upon the skin the moment her body pressed nearer, joined bodies aligning with quiet want.
Her lover returned by a long deep mouth that intensified ever so without rush, tasting the sweetness in that quiet stillness.
The slightest touch continued slow, tracing rather of taking, allowing shared warmth gather across gentle pulses.
Finally when she slowly breathed her lover’s whisper across warm lips, every breath contained the twin care with hunger.
In a deep silent calm she and he found one cadence one that remained far less like rush and far more truer to shared intimacy only the two for their bodies could share.
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