PRETTY DEVILS
The tree trunk behind her seemed to fade into the background, its rough bark a stark contrast to the smooth, perfect skin of Nathan's chest.
As she broke away from the kiss, her eyes fluttered open, drinking in the sight of Nathan's half-naked form. His shirt lay discarded on the ground, revealing a broad, wide chest that seemed chiseled by the gods themselves. His abdomen was a masterpiece of muscle and sinew, each ridge and curve perfectly defined. The lady's hands seemed to move of their own accord, tracing the contours of Nathan's torso, feeling the smooth, perfect skin beneath her fingertips.
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