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Jerald gently placed Ixora on the bed, his desire burning hot, yet he was determined to make this special for her.

She was in nothing but her red panties, while he remained in his jeans. He seized her lips in a passionate kiss, repeatedly exploring her mouth with his tongue, demanding and consuming every moment.

Ixora held onto him, surrendering herself to his touch as his hands moved to tease her erect nipple, causing her to cry out in pleasure.

The sound only fueled his passion further, and their tongues continued their sensual dance.

The intensity of his kiss overwhelmed her, saturating her senses completely.

"You taste incredible," he murmured. "Better than the finest liquor, more intoxicating."

She bit her lower lip, her voice trembling with desire. "I've been longing for this kiss ever since that day in the kitchen, a week ago," she confessed, her passion clouding her words.

"Me too. Resisting the urge to touch you has been the most agonizing torture," he groaned as his hands co