Intense Obsession - Lorene's Allure & Adam's Desire

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p a lamb. Slowly through my lashes I let myself glance his way.

sically for sure, because I had seen his hands, hands that had known hard labor, but in general he seemed to exu

ety party such as this one? He was out of place entir

the place. He didn't strike me as a man who conformed to others wishes and y

ery much alive. In a way it must be what prey ani

I had no end of admirers and subsequent marriage proposals because of it, but for t

id that they owned me and I felt the intensity of his stare

eyes from across the room. For a moment it seeme

f not to blink. I was not going t

show him that I.... that I was not daunted by him. Was that

ish of my skirts away fro

throng offering out fake smiles and greetings in turn

I ducked outdoors and made

eathing hard as if I had just finished running a race. The rapidity o

strap of my gown give way. Ultralow necklines were th fashion of the moment in Paris, but

nd when he did his fingers would delve into my bodice and lift my breasts fr

unter, but he was different. It was like the look in h

dress up higher even as a dampness spread into my undergarments

uly even as my breasts swelled against

mosphere inside. The distant sound of laughter and music seeped through the closed doors, a reminder of the extravagant fest

scent of jasmine and roses mingled in the air, creating a sensory tapestry that momentarily distracted me from the int

ance. The silence between us held an unspoken tension, thick with unvoiced desires and unanswered questio

weathered features spoke of a life lived on the edge, a life marked by strength and perseverance. Ther

e moon watched over us, casting its ethereal light upon our intertwined destinies. In that moment, I made a choice.

he enigmatic stranger had managed to unravel a part of me that I had kept hidden for