Quiet Room, Hot Desire

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He settled into the plush sofa, a newspaper in his hand. I leaned back, watching him. The room felt charged. I reached for the throw blanket, pulling it around my shoulders. I let my eyes linger on his face, a playful smirk spreading across my lips. I wanted to feel his hand on me. I moved closer, invading his space. He looked up, and I knew he wanted the same thing.

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