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As soon as she saw him, she knew she was in trouble. A forbidden lust had taken over her, and she couldn’t withstand the pull he had over her. His eyes were magnetic, drawing her in with their sparkling intensity. His hands were strong and capable, making her shiver with pleasure every time they brushed her skin.

At first, she tried to withstand. She knew it was wrong to give in to temptation, especially when it felt so dangerous. But as time went on, her obsession only grew stronger. She found herself thinking about him always, dreaming about him at night, and fantasizing about what it would be like to touch him, taste him, feel him.

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. She had to have him. She went to him one night, her heart pounding, her body burning with desire. He knew what she wanted, and he didn’t hesitate to give it to her.

They explored each other slowly, savoring every moment, every touch, every kiss. They were careful, knowing what they were doing was forbidden, but they couldn’t help themselves. The more they touched, the more they craved, until they were completely consumed by each other.

For months they carried on this way, indulging in their obsession without anyone knowing. They couldn’t stay away from each other, couldn’t withstand the pull they felt. It was like a drug, and they were both hopelessly addicted.

But eventually, things began to spiral out of control. They knew it couldn’t last forever, that eventually, they would get caught. Their secret was too dangerous, too thrilling, and they were both living on borrowed time.

So they made a pact. They would end things before they got too far out of hand. They would walk away from each other, no matter how painful it was. It was the only way to keep from getting caught.

It was the hardest thing either of them had ever done. They still burned for each other, still yearned to be together. But they knew it was the right thing, the only thing, to do.

Years went by, and they both moved on with their lives. But they never forgot about each other. They never stopped thinking about what might have been. The obsession had been unleashed, and they could never put that genie back in the bottle.

But sometimes, late at night, they would lie awake and wonder. Wonder what would have happened if they hadn’t walked away. Wonder what they might have become, together. They knew they could never know for sure, but the wondered of it was enough to keep their hearts beating fast and their passions ignited.
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