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2025-03-11 09:02:16Axel
My eyes lazily opened, and my body felt heavy with the satisfaction of deep sleep. The rain pelted down against the roof, and I remained in a tranquil haze. It had been raining constantly these days, my favorite time of the year, but nothing compared to waking up beside Eve.
My senses sharpened instantly, drawn to the warmth radiating from her body next to me. She was still asleep, her hair tangled on the pillow, looking like a delicate doll. She slept peacefully. It was strange how she stayed in one position all night.
Her presence was a magnet, pulling me out of the fog of sleep into a heightened state of awareness. My fingers found her soft tresses, caressing them gently, not wanting to wake her. But the more I touched her, the more pleasure stirred within me.
Desire coiled inside me, demanding immediate satisfaction. It was an irresistible compulsion—to taste her, to feel her res
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