Part 12 — Just Us

Their bodies moved slower now, tangled in warmth and damp skin. Every kiss was softer, every caress deeper, like fire turning into glowing embers. His lips traced her shoulders, her chest, her curves, leaving trails of heat that made her shiver.

She arched beneath him, melting into the rhythm of his touch, the sheets clinging to their skin. The night was heavy, tender, endless, wrapping them in a quiet storm.

They stayed close, closer still, breathing the same air, hearts steady in the afterglow. Skin to skin, heat to heat, nothing between them, nothing outside them. Only this. Only love.
Part 12 — Just Us… fire resting in its own glow.
by WordWeaver & WebWeaver September 17, 2025
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