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As the intensity of our previous encounter began to wane, we lay there in a comfortable silence, catching our breath. The night air was cool against our heated skin, and I could feel the lingering warmth of their touch on my body. After a few minutes of rest, I noticed Elliott stirring beside me, his eyes still filled with a smoldering desire.
He leaned over, his hand gently caressing my cheek before trailing down to my breasts. His touch was electric, sending shivers down my spine as he began to play with my nipples, rolling them between his fingers and watching as they hardened under his touch.
“You’re so beautiful, Nancy,” he whispered, his voice thick with arousal. “I can’t get enough of you.”
Elliott’s hands continued to explore my body, his fingers tracing the curves of my breasts and teasing the sensitive skin. I moaned softly, arching my back to press closer to his touch. His lips found mine in a heated kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth with a hunger that mirrored my own.
As our kiss deepened, Elliott’s hands moved lower, gripping my hips and pulling me closer. He stood up, lifting me effortlessly in his strong arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling the hardness of his cock pressing against my core.
Jack, who had been watching us with a satisfied smile, leaned back against the headboard, enjoying the view. “You two look incredible together,” he murmured, his eyes dark with desire.
