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Bed Insecurities
When Desire Meets Reality
Arianna stared at the hotel room ceiling, her naked body still pulsing with desire and doubt. Theodore slept deeply beside her, completely oblivious to the sexual turmoil churning in her mind. Her nipples were still rigid, a living reminder of the night’s heated touches. Between lust and insecurity, Arianna felt her body burning in a way that went far beyond simple physical pleasure.
Just 12 hours ago, Arianna was in ecstasy. Ten years of history, an unexpected reconnection, and an encounter promising to be casual but loaded with sexual tension accumulated over a decade. The dinner was fun, fueled by wine and glances that couldn’t look away from each other. Theodore couldn’t stop praising her beauty, his eyes tracing every curve of her body as if he wanted to memorize her.
When they finally reached the room, the intensity was palpable. Theodore carried her up the stairs, their bodies crashing against the corridor walls between urgent kisses and eager hands. Clothes were discarded hastily, like an irritating obstacle between their hungry bodies.
“Fuck, Arianna,” Theodore moaned against her neck, “I’ve dreamed about this for years.”
The foreplay was intense but brief. When they finally united, Theodore could barely contain his excitement. “Sorry,” he panted, his body…
