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80. Explosions of Pleasure
Rima’s POV
As we soaked in the warm, fragrant water, time seemed to stand still. The tranquility of the moment was only broken by the faint sound of water lapping against the sides of the tub and our soft, shared breaths.
Jacob's fingers traced idle patterns on my arms, his touch gentle and soothing. His other hand held mine under the water, his thumb rubbing comforting circles on the back of my hand. I closed my eyes, leaning back into his chest, and let out a content sigh.
"Feeling better?" he asked, his voice a soft whisper in my ear.
I nodded, opening my eyes to look at him "Much better. Thank you, Jacob"
He smiled, pressing a soft kiss to my temple "Anything for you" he murmured, his words sending a warm flutter through my heart.
We remained there for a while, soaking in the warm water and each other's company. Despite being unwell, I felt a sense of peace and comfort that I hadn't felt in a long time. It was as though, with Jacob
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