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... t to breathe, forgot any movement; she only felt a heat, a chill, intertwined like ice and fire across her body.
Hot were those hands that roamed her body, forcefully tearing at her already thin clothes; cold were the fragments of fabric that danced like butterflies, falling before her eyes, exposing skin that trembled slightly in the cool air.
Then, a hand gripped her chin.
In the dim light, his breath, carrying his essence, blew hot on her face, like flames patrolling t ...
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