Touch me tender, Break me wild: A Steamy Compilation
Wildflowers dotted the mossy banks, and the air smelled of fresh earth and blooming jasmine.
"It's... It's beautiful," Celeste breathed, the serenity washing over her like the water itself. She kicked off her boots, the fight's dirt caking her skin. Without hesitation, she peeled off her ruined dress, letting it fall to the ground. Her naked body gleamed in the soft light—full breasts swaying slightly, hips curving invitingly, her skin flushed from battle.