Rooftop Touch

Description

The rain had stopped, leaving a slick sheen on the rooftop. She pressed closer, her blue lace barely containing her. You felt her warm breath on your skin. Her fingers traced the curve of your hip. You pulled her closer, lost in the immediate need for connection. The city blurred around you, irrelevant to the intense desire between you.

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