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The Night Shorts and T-shirt Seduction: An Explicit Midnight Encounter
The soft glow from the streetlights outside washed over the room, casting gentle shadows on the walls. I was in deep slumber, lost in a dream, oblivious to the world around me. The sheets beneath me felt cool, contrasting with the warmth of my body. My breathing was deep and rhythmic, every breath causing my chest to rise and fall steadily.
My partner, lying beside me, was wide awake. The sight of me in just a form-fitting T-shirt and those tantalizing night shorts was more than he could resist. The way the fabric hugged my body, accentuating every curve, was driving him wild with desire.
His gaze traveled over my face, taking in the closed eyelids, the slightly parted lips. He leaned over, brushing a stray hair away from my face, feeling the softness of my skin against his fingers. He was gentle, careful not to wake me just yet. He wanted this moment to last.
His lips met my forehead in a tender kiss, and then slowly moved downwards. He kissed my eyelids, causing them to flutter open for a brief moment before closing again. His journey continued, his lips grazing my earlobe, sending a shiver down my spine.
When his lips met the delicate skin of my neck, I felt a warmth spread through me. He lingered there…
