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He leans in, his lips finding mine in a kiss that’s both tender and desperate. His hands explore my body with a sense of urgency that mirrors my own. I can feel the heat building between us, a desperate force that pulls us together.

I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer, feeling his heart pound against my chest. Every kiss, every caress feels like it’s sealing our fate, binding us in a way that’s both thrilling and terrifying.