On Saturday night, as he stepped into the room, the scent of candles wafted throughout the space. On the bed, his seductive wife lay on her side, the red lace nightgown hugging her every fiery curve. But what made him stand frozen was the tiny detail behind the dress: a small, soft velvet rose pinned delicately right at the small of her back, barely peeking out from the most sensual spot.
She turned to look at him, smiling gently: "I have a gift for you... but it can only be opened with hands and lips."
He moved closer, his hand gliding softly from her neck down her back, feeling each gentle tremor beneath her smooth skin. As he leaned down to kiss each vertebra, she arched her body to receive him, her breath quickening.
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