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The dim moonlight casts a soft glow on her curves as she slips into his room, her heart pounding with excitement and a touch of nerves. She climbs onto his bed, her fingers tracing the outline of his body under the covers. He stirs, his eyes meeting hers, filled with surprise and lust. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "I need you to touch me," she whispers, taking his hand and placing it between her legs, feeling the heat and wetness that betray her longing. He hesitates for a moment, but the sight of her, the feel of her, is too much to resist. He pulls her closer, his hands exploring her body with a hunger that matches her own.