Bedroom Bargaining: How to Negotiate Your Sexual Desires with

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The afternoon sun cast long, golden shadows across the marble foyer where she finally closed the distance between them. Her fingertips, light as a whisper, traced the line of his jaw, her breath warm against his skin as she looked up at him with pleading, ocean-blue eyes. The scent of her perfume, jasmine and vanilla, clouded his senses, making the numbers on his clipboard feel like a distant, unimportant dream. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she slowly knelt, the cool tile a stark contrast to the sudden heat flooding the room, her gaze never leaving his. He felt her hands tremble slightly on his waist, a silent question hanging in the air between their rapid heartbeats. The world narrowed to the feeling of her hair brushing against his stomach and the overwhelming vulnerability in her surrendered posture. Every rational thought of business and appraisal melted under the raw, emotional current of her unspoken offer. His own hands, once steady, now shook as they came to rest gently on her shoulders, a gesture of both acceptance and awe. This was no longer a transaction, but a silent language of shared longing spoken through trembling touches and held breaths. In the quiet house, filled only with the sound of their racing pulses, a new understanding was being forged, far more valuable than any property line.