Silver watched me, heat filled his hooded eyes. “You glow when you smile,” he murmured, his voice was low and rough.I laughed, nervous but flattered, my core already warming up. And while the woman walked away, my eyes lingered on her. “It’s incredible, all of it. You turned people into… masterpieces.”“That’s the point,” he replied, stepping closer, his body heat enveloping me. “Art isn’t on canvas tonight. It’s about breathing, feeling and experiencing.”As I stood dumbfounded, struck with his beauty and elegance, Silver smiled and held my hand, before leading and introducing me to the other art pieces.While the night deepened, guests soon responded in kind. Clothes fell away completely, discarded like discarded like trash on the floor. Naked bodies gleamed under the lights. Someone started body-painting another, brushes and fingers began dipping into pots of metallic paint, turning shoulders, backs, breasts into swirling extensions of the exhibition. Moans began to mix with the
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