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As the sun began to set, Clara walked through the garden of her secluded mansion. She was dressed in a silk robe that hugged her curves and revealed just enough cleavage to catch the attention of any gentleman. The night was warm, and the scent of the blooming flowers had her feeling sensual and intimate.

As she strolled within the garden, her eyes caught sight of a young gardener named Jacob. He was tending to the flower beds and was completely focused on his task. She didn’t want to startle him, so she decided to remain silent. But as she approached, he turned and looked at her, their eyes meeting in an intense gaze.

Without a word, he took her hand and led her to a nearby corner of the garden, where the foliage was thick and offered them privacy. He kissed her neck gently, his touch sending shivers down her spine. His hands caressed her curves feeling her soft flesh. And though she was a woman of immense control, she felt her walls crumbling down at his touch.

He pushed apart the thin straps of her robe, and she let out a gasp as he cupped her bare breasts, his hands feeling their weight. He continued kissing her neck as he teased her nipples, sending bolts of ecstasy through her body. His fingers slipped between her legs, feeling her dampness. She was already aroused, and she knew he could feel it.

With one hand on her hip, he lifted her leg and wrapped it around his waist while the other hand explored her curves. Her heart was pounding, and she felt like fireworks were exploding in her body. His kisses became more urgent, and she could feel his hard frame pressing into her.

She reached for his shirt and unbuttoned it, relishing the feel of his toned chest against her palms. It was then she noticed the tattoo of a rose on his chest, and something about it gave her shivers.

As he lifted her up, she wrapped her legs around him, and as he made a run with his arms around her waist, they disappeared inside the mansion. They went to her bedroom, and he proceeded to remove her robe completely before undressing himself.

She couldn’t help but admire every inch of his body, and as he moved closer to her, she felt the heat between her legs amplify. His lips found hers, and they shared another passionate kiss. He laid her softly on the bed, and she watched as he caressed her body, taking in every inch of her. Every moment was filled with desire and passion.

As he entered her, she felt every inch of him. The experience was so explosive that she had never felt anything like it before. Her walls clamped down on him, bringing him to the edge of ecstasy, and they came together in a burst of energy.

They lay there, tangled in each other’s arms, his hand tracing delicate curves on her naked skin, her heart feeling full of passion and desire. They remained like that all night, each enjoying the sensuous secrets that lay within their own bodies.

The next morning they parted methods, each carrying with them the memory of this unspoken pleasure shared within the veil of secrecy.
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