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The Embers Of The Night

In the hushed quiet of his private chamber, Greg cradled Lily's feverish body in his arms, the muted glow of the moonlight reflecting off the walls as he carried her inside.

Lily, her mind still shrouded in a haze of fever, was barely aware of her surroundings, her body limp and unresponsive as Greg laid her gently on his bed.

"Lily," Greg murmured, his voice an intimate caress in the stillness of the room.

As Greg settled Lily on the bed, her fevered mind continued to tug at her pyjamas, her hands a flurry of frenetic activity.

"I'm hot," she moaned, her voice a mantra of discomfort. "I'm so hot."

With each pull and tug, her body twisted and writhed, the thin fabric of her clothes yielding to her movements, revealing glimpses of her curves and the smooth skin beneath.

"Lily," Greg rasped, his voice rough with desire as his gaze lingered on her form. "Please, calm down.

Greg's hand, as if with a mind of its own, hovered above Lily's body, poised to offer comfort and restraint in
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