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Sara, Fares

The fading sun cast long, golden shadows across the quiet studio, painting Sara’s skin in hues of honey and amber. Fares’s gaze was not a demand but a quiet invitation, a silent conversation that made her feel truly seen. She closed her eyes, a slow breath escaping her lips as his fingers, with infinite tenderness, traced the delicate line of her collarbone. A shiver, not of cold but of awakening, cascaded down her spine, settling deep within her core. The air grew thick with the scent of warm skin and the unspoken words hanging between them. Her head tilted back in a gesture of pure surrender, offering the vulnerable curve of her neck as a sacred trust. In his dark eyes, she saw not just her reflection, but a profound reverence that made her heart swell. Every gentle touch was a whispered secret against her flesh, unraveling layers of quiet restraint she had long forgotten. A soft sigh escaped her, a sound of release that was both a confession and a prayer. In that suspended moment, she felt not just beautiful, but utterly divine, a goddess awakening to her own soft power.
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