Silk (#40 of 365)

An intimate moment.

The silk tickled her skin. A cheeky smile illuminated her face. She caught the sparkle in his eyes and clutched his hand. Kissing his neck, she breathed in his oaky amber scent. His hands ran the length of her back. As his cheek brushed against hers, her heart ba-boomed. She exhaled, grateful to be in his arms.

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