Chapter 9: The Fall

Chapter 9: The Fall

Lorraine’s body burned beneath Leroy’s scorching embrace, his silken hair grazing her neck as his lips claimed her breasts. His tongue danced over her nipples, coaxing them into taut, aching peaks, each languid swirl sending bolts of pleasure to her core.

Their clothes lay in a tangled heap on the floor, shed in the fever of their desire. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, fingers knotted in his hair, her back arching to meet his rhythm, every touch igniting a primal fire that threatened to consume her. Her skin flushed, alive with a hunger she’d suppressed for a decade.

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