Intimate Table

Description

The air hangs thick with anticipation. I watch her, a slow smile spreading across my face. She’s positioned perfectly, her body a silent invitation. Her hand rests on my thigh, a deliberate touch. I move closer, responding to her heat. This is a private moment, just us. I take her hand, deepening the connection. The table becomes our stage, the only witness to our desires. Her eyes meet mine, a spark of excitement passing between us. Let’s indulge in this.

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