Mature Content Warning: The following chapter contains explicit scenes intended for mature audiences only. If you're underage or uncomfortable with detailed intimate content, please skip this chapter. Reader discretion is advised.
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Lilith's eyes grew heavy with desire, a sultry haze settling in her gaze as she slowly pulled his thick sweater over his head, revealing the silk of his night shirt beneath. Her fingers trailed lightly over the smooth fabric, brushing across his chest, feeling the warmth beneath, the steady beat of his heart, the tension in his body that responded only to her.
Her touch was teasing, unhurried, delicate in contrast to the storm brewing between them.
Alexander inhaled sharply, his muscles flexing under her fingers. The silk clung to him, outlining his broad shoulders and firm torso, but Lilith's hand slid beneath the hem without hesitation, her cold fingers meeting his heat.
"You're burning up," she murmured, her voice low, playful, intoxicating.
