A whisper of jasmine, a molten heart of amber. Never Again unfolds, a second skin of incandescent warmth. Its heady, intoxicating trail – a forbidden caress – lingers on the pulse points, a secret shared only between skin and shadow. The scent, a memory of sun-drenched skin and whispered promises, ignites a primal spark. He trails it, drawn in by its magnetic pull, a silent acknowledgment of the power it holds, the unspoken desire it awakens. The world melts away, leaving only the raw, exquisite sensation of this intoxicating embrace.
