Girls That Finish The Job
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The sun dipped low, spilling liquid gold across the tranquil lake, its surface a perfect mirror for the fiery sky. He watched her from the water’s edge, her silhouette a delicate cutout against the blazing horizon. She turned, her eyes meeting his, and a silent understanding passed between them, warmer than the fading day. His fingers, when they finally found hers, trembled with a reverence that made her heart stutter. He drew her close until she could feel the frantic rhythm of his pulse echoing her own. His breath was a soft caress against her temple as he whispered her name like a sacred vow. She leaned into his solid strength, her hands sliding up his chest to cradle the strong line of his jaw. The world narrowed to this single point of contact, a fusion of heat and longing that stole the air from her lungs. A soft sigh escaped her lips as he bent his head, his mouth meeting hers in a tender, searching kiss that tasted of promise and forever. In that endless moment, with the water lapping gently at their feet, two separate souls seamlessly wove themselves into one.
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