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FUEL OF PASSION π
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I twirled around to face him and my eyes locked onto his, shining with gratitude and desire. I wrapped her hands around his neck, my fingers tracing the nape of his neck, and pulled him closer. Our lips met in a tender kiss as my heart drummed in my chest. Angus's hands moved deftly, helping me out of the tight dress, until I stood before him in all my naked glory. The soft glow of the room's candles danced across my skin, highlighting my curves and I watched Angus who has paused to stare at my body as though he was seeing it for the first time, his eyes filled with admiration and longing. As we lay on the bed, my body arched toward him, anticipating the union while Angus's hands explored her skin, sending shivers downy spine. He bent, his mouth showering my body with kisses while I struggled to loose his trousers. When I finally succeeded, I took his manhood in my hand and I gave a firm squeeze.
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I turned to leave. I have reached the door when he caught my wrist. Slowly, I turned to look up at him and he dragged his hand from my wrist, up my arm to my shoulders. My eyes closed as I struggled to fight my body's submission to him. With shaky hands, he held my cheeks and his lips descended to mine. As his lips touched mine, I felt a spark of electricity run through my body. Despite my initial intention to resist him, I could not. My lips seemed to melt into his, surrendering to the intensity of the moment. The world around me began to fade away, leaving only the sensation of Angus's lips on mine. His kiss was like a storm, wild and unpredictable, yet somehow familiar. My heart pounded in my chest as I felt myself getting lost in the moment. I tried to push back, but my body seemed to have a mind of its own, responding to Angus's touch in ways even I could not control. The kiss deepened, and I felt myself being pulled under, my senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the
