Hands-On Affair
She breathed in soft, uneven whispers as her fingertips traced lightly across my back, leaving faint marks behind.
Sweat dampened the ends of her hair, making them stick to her temples. She looked completely drained, and her body went limp against the bed.
I leaned down and planted a kiss against her slightly damp hair. A mix of satisfaction and guilt rose in my chest. This was my wife's cousin, after all.
Yet, the thrill of crossing that line burned through me like fire. It was impossible to resist.
Outside, the night had deepened. Inside, the warmth still lingered. I held Hannah's soft body tightly, as if she were my lover.
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