Bedroom Bliss: A Stepmoms Secret Pleasure

Kymberleigh

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The first light of dawn painted the room in soft, peach-colored hues, catching the gentle curve of her shoulder as she slept. A sliver of warmth seeped through the crack in the door, illuminating the tranquil peace on her face, her lips slightly parted in a contented sigh. The air was still and silent, thick with the scent of sleep and her faint, floral perfume. His breath hitched as his fingertips, trembling with a forbidden curiosity, first made contact with the soft fabric of her nightdress. A slow, deliberate pressure followed, his palm molding to the generous curve of her hip, feeling the solid warmth of her beneath the thin cotton. A soft, sleepy murmur escaped her, a sound of deep pleasure that was not a protest but an invitation, encouraging his timid touch to grow more confident. Emboldened by her response, he shifted closer, his own body thrumming with a nervous, electric anticipation that tightened his chest. He moved with a careful, aching slowness, the world narrowing to the shared heat and the rhythm of their quiet, synchronized breathing. A profound, aching tenderness swelled within him, a confusing mix of adoration and guilt that was both terrifying and exhilarating. Then she stirred, rolling over with a languid, sensual grace, her sleepy eyes fluttering open to meet his, and the serene bliss on her face shattered into a silent, wide-eyed shock of realization.