She moved with the confidence of a woman who knew the power she held — every glance, every step calculated. The silk of her robe clung to her curves as she leaned back on the velvet chaise, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. "You always look at me like that," she said, voice low and smooth as honey, "like you want something you're afraid to ask for." Her fingers traced slow circles on the rim of her glass, then down her thigh, letting the robe fall open just enough to reveal bare skin underneath. She shifted, purposefully, offering a view meant to tempt and tease. Her gaze locked onto his — daring, sultry, knowing. "You want all of me, don't you?" she whispered, her tone laced with wicked invitation. "Even the part no one else gets." She turned, slowly, letting the robe slide from her shoulders. The candlelight kissed every curve as she knelt on the soft cushions, arching just enough to reveal the forbidden — the final, most intimate place she had kept to herself... until now. "

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