First feel of your touch

The rain came down in thick, heavy drops, soaking Lily's thin dress as she rushed down the quiet street. She hadn't expected the storm, and now she was completely drenched, her clothes clinging to every curve.Then she saw him.A lone figure standing under the awning of a closed café, watching her with dark, smoldering eyes. Tall, broad-shouldered, his wet shirt clung to his body, outlining every muscle. The way he looked at her sent a slow heat unfurling in her belly."You look like you could use some shelter," he said, his voice deep, smooth like whiskey.Lily hesitated—just for a moment—before stepping under the awning. The rain still dripped from her skin, her breaths coming fast. He reached out, fingers grazing her bare shoulder, his touch electric."You're shivering," he murmured, stepping closer.She should have pulled away. But the warmth of his body, the way his scent—woodsy, masculine—wrapped around her, made her stay.His fingers traced down her arm, slow and deliberate. She tilted her face up to his, their breath mingling in the damp air.Then, his lips claimed hers.It was a slow, teasing kiss at first, his tongue brushing against hers, coaxing, demanding. His hands slid down her back, pulling her against the solid heat of him. The damp fabric between them was useless now—her body burned for more.He pressed her against the café wall, lips trailing down her neck, tasting the rain on her skin. His hands explored every inch of her, possessive and unrelenting.Lily moaned, fingers tangling in his wet hair, pulling him closer, deeper, lost in the storm that raged between them.The world around them faded—the rain, the city, everything. There was only this moment, this heat, this stranger who felt like fate.

Lily's breath came in soft, trembling gasps as his hands roamed her body, exploring, discovering. The rain still dripped from her skin, mingling with the heat radiating between them.

His lips traveled lower, tracing a slow path down the curve of her neck, his teeth grazing her skin just enough to make her whimper. He pressed his body against hers, and she could feel the hard, undeniable evidence of his desire.

Her fingers slid under his soaked shirt, palms skimming over his chiseled chest. His muscles tensed under her touch, a low growl escaping his throat.

"You're driving me crazy," he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with hunger.

Lily tilted her head back, giving in to the sensations as his hands slid down, gripping her hips, pulling her closer. His mouth claimed hers again—hot, deep, and demanding.

The rain poured around them, but neither of them cared. All that mattered was this moment, this overwhelming heat that consumed them.

His fingers found the hem of her dress, slipping beneath it, teasing along the sensitive skin of her thighs. She gasped, nails digging into his back, pressing herself against him.

"Tell me to stop," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

But she didn't. Instead, she pulled him closer, lips brushing against his as she whispered back, "Don't stop."

His control snapped.

With a groan, he lifted her, pressing her against the cool, rain-slicked wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her body arching into him, desperate for more.

Their bodies moved in sync, their breaths mingling, the rhythm of the storm matching the rising intensity between them. It was wild, unrestrained—two strangers lost in passion, in need.

The night stretched on, the city forgotten, as they surrendered completely to the fire burning between them.

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