There was nothing but a deafening silence
creeping through the walls of the room.
She rested her head on his arm,
feeling the accelerated heart beat
racing through short breaths.
In synch, they inhaled the satisfying pleasure they'd shared
and released the passionate heat
that had been trapped hours after the first glance.
He had welcomed her to a new world
where she could dream of adventures
never imagined by man.
Every kiss, a step towards a distorted reality
because when their lips met,
they introduced an essence of peace in the air.
Each kiss sweeter than the one before,
leading to an embrace in his arms
so securing that she couldn't imagine anything better than to be there.
The closed room became a paradise waiting to be explored.
And that's where the story begins,
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