Chilled Caresses: A Frozen Embrace

The wind howls outside, but inside, it's a different kind of storm. She's a vision, her body barely covered, shivering in the chill. He can't resist, pulling her close, feeling her heart race. His hands explore, tracing her goosebumps, her skin like velvet under his rough palms. She moans, her breath fogging up, as he finds her wet heat, contrasting with the cold. Their bodies move together, a dance of desperation and desire, their breaths coming in ragged gasps, until they're both left panting, their bodies sated and glowing in the frozen night.

• Unknown