Winnie hadn't expected it. She struggled instinctively for a moment, but her strength quickly ebbed away, and she collapsed against him like a loose rag.Michael's kisses grew deeper, more insistent, yet gentler, more tender with each passing second.She was already lightly dressed, and by now her shawl had slipped somewhere out of reach. Without turning on the light, they moved together, entwined, toward the bed.Her hair spilled across the pillow like black silk, and Michael's strong, angular hands traced her with an intensity that had been building for years, now finally unleashed, unstoppable.The emotions of a lifetime erupted all at once, sweeping them both into a world of overwhelming tenderness and desire.Michael still retained a shred of reason; he paused for a heartbeat, as if to say something—but Winnie bit her lip, answering him with action instead. She greedily pressed his firm waist into her palms, savoring every single moment of the night.Clothes fell away, night
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