Raw, Unfinished Business

In the dimly lit bar, you spot your ex across the room, their gaze locking onto yours. The air crackles with tension as you approach, the past year melting away. With a confident smirk, they invite you to their place, no words needed. The door barely closes before you're on each other, hands roaming, clothes shedding. Their lips, once familiar, now taste like a forbidden fruit. They push you onto the bed, their breath hot on your neck, their skilled fingers finding your most sensitive spots. You gasp, arching into their touch, your body betraying your resolve to keep this casual. But as they sheath themselves and slide into you, you realize you don't want it any other way.

• sex
• fuck

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