Closet Passion
The air hangs thick with anticipation. He pulls you closer, your bodies colliding against the metal clothes rack. You arch your back, a guttural moan escaping your lips. He presses deeper, his hands insistent on your core. Clothes cascade around you, a chaotic backdrop to your raw pleasure. You fight to maintain control, but his strength is overwhelming. His grip tightens, and you surrender completely, lost in the moment. The scent of fabric mixes with your sweat, intensifying the heat. You both revel in the intensity, pushing each other to the limit.
