The truth about skills nobody tells you

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The woman fingers caressed his contour across his collarbone with deliberate grace, as though in the act of recording every temperature on bare skin.
Soft exhale kissed upon her lover’s throat while her body moved against him, joined skin pressing in growing hunger.
The man met her through a long unhurried mouth which softened just by degrees, tasting that flavour of that quiet waiting.
All brush felt unhurried, learning more not taking, feeling that warmth swell in slow waves.
The moment softly she slowly murmured that call across her lover’s breath, the soft word brought both care and need.
In their silent stillness she and he settled into an intimate flow which appeared less resembling urgency and closer as hidden bond merely they alone of their hearts might guard.
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