

✍️ Chapter 5. "Without a Remain"He looked at me, and in that look there was everything: desire, strength, delight, and a little bit of an ani:mal that could no longer be contained“Now… you’re mine,” he breathed out, and his voice was not an orderBut a confession. A promise. A thirstHe lay on top of me, and his body closed with mine perfectly, as if we matched to the millimeter. There was not a single distance left. Even insideThe first movement was slow. Rhythmic. He wanted me to feel everythingAnd I felt itEvery second. Every pulsation. Every push that resonated deeply, making me arch and gaspHis lips slid over my body — my chest, neck, ear… And his hands held me as if I were something between a temple and a weaponHe didn’t ask if I wanted more. He already knew: I couldn’t do otherwiseI screamed. I squeezed. I opened again. And I lost myself in him, as if it wasn't just passion, but a return homeThis is the end... or just the beginning?💌 Thank you for being a part of this storyAnd remember: such things only happen between thosewho truly feel🥰