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Fatimah made a soft sound of surprise, but her hand tightened around yours, anchoring you to the moment.
Ms. Carter pulled back slightly, her breath hot against your ear.
“Is this what you want?” she whispered, her fingers trailing down your neck.
You nodded, your voice failing you. Fatimah stepped forward, her lips brushing against yours in a tender kiss before she turned to Ms. Carter.
“We’ve never done anything like this before,” she admitted, her cheeks flushed. Ms. Carter smiled, her gaze intense. “Then let me show you.”
What followed was a blur of touch and taste, of boundaries dissolving under Ms. Carter’s skilled hands. She guided you both, her movements confident and deliberate.