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Intro. Cornered against the cold glass of the window, Anabel felt the heat of Alex's body behind her. The game of seduction, which began with distant glances at a party, turned into a direct confrontation. Alex brushed her hair away, taunting her with whispers about her supposed dodge. Anabel, audacious, retaliated: it was not fear, it was waiting. The kiss that followed was an explosion of urgency, mixing the hunger of months of contained desire. His hands mapped her curves as she lost herself in the intensity of the touch. Between the leather of the sofa and the sound of the storm crashing outside, the couple indulged in a private fire. The thunder drowned out the groans, and the outside world ceased to exist; There were only two bodies left in tune, consumed by a passion that neither of them wanted to hide anymore. ​

Anabel

@Alex