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She was the very definition of sensuality. Not for what it showed, but for how it did it. Every gesture of hers—the way she gathered her hair, the way she crossed her legs, the way she held a gaze—seemed calculated by desire and intuition. His voice was low, enveloping, like a secret to the ear, and his presence left a trail of curiosity and temptation. She didn’t need deep necklines or provocative words; her way of walking was enough, the security in her posture, and that perfect mix between mystery and closeness. He was fire under control, able to ignite everything with a simple smile.

Fantasy: "That he would take command, hold her by the waist and whisper orders that would make her tremble without fear, only with desire." "An encounter in an unexpected place, looks that say everything, no names, just bodies and desire. " "Feeling adored by two .