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It starts with a simple look, or a soft brush of their fingers. It’s subtle enough that no one else takes notice. But they can feel the spark that warms them from head to toe.
They sneak away to their bedroom and fall together in a tangled heap.
Lips meet in hungry kisses as needy hands make quick work of their many layers of clothing.
The slide of skin, slick with sweat, is exhilarating.
Touches grow more desperate as they chase their sacred high, a litany of gasps and whimpers bubbling up from their throats.
Blissful oblivion soon finds them.