A Touch of Madness
The tattoo was so familiar to me that I could touch it without even opening my eyes.
Sebastian lifts his head slowly, his eyes dark and full of desire as he looks at me. No words came out, just a meaningful silence. The sound of our heavy, rhythmic breathing filled the air between us.
He moved closer again, his lips seeking mine. The kiss was no longer soft—it was deep, demanding, and I returned it wholeheartedly, letting myself drown in the flavours he offered. It was as if the world outside had disappeared. There was only us here, caught in an unstoppable whirlpool of emotion and desire.
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