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Her face flushed crimson as her mind replayed the memory of how
her body had reacted in those moments. The way her breasts, pressed
so tightly against him, had seemed to demand even more contact.
She’d felt an inexplicable urge to press harder, to let the pressure
deepen, as though that might quench the fire sparking at her very
core.
Why? Why had she felt that way?
The question only made her blush deepen, the heat creeping up her
neck to her ears. Even now, just thinking about it, her skin felt too
hot, too tight. She buried her face in the pillow, trying to smother the
mortifying thoughts. But they wouldn’t leave her alone.
And then there was him.
The memory of sitting on his lap made her stomach twist in knots.
Her entire body had been trembling then, every nerve alive and
buzzing. And when his arms had tightened around her, pulling her
closer, she’d felt it–his hardness, pressing insistently against her
stomach through the thin barrier of his pants.
She should have recoiled in embarrassment, her mind screamed at
her. She should have felt shame, disgust even. But no–her body had
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betrayed her completely. Instead of pulling away, she’d felt her breath
catch, her pulse quicken. That unfamiliar heat in her core had surged,
hotter and more demanding. Her heart had pounded so hard she
thought it might break free from her chest.
All he’d done was kiss her. Just his lips, firm and commanding against
hers, claiming her with a confidence that left no room for hesitation.
He hadn’t even touched her–not really. But her body… God, her body
had acted as though it had a mind of its own.
She groaned into the pillow, the sound muffled but desperate. Her
face felt like it was on fire. She wanted to disappear, to vanish
entirely and escape the mortifying truth of how she’d responded to
him.
Here’s a refined and detailed version, emphasizing Isla’s innocence
while heightening the intensity of her emotions and physical
reactions:
God help her. Just the thought of it made her blush furiously, the heat
radiating from her cheeks all the way down her neck. But it wasn’t
just her face that betrayed her. The memory brought with it a vivid,
mortifying awareness of the way her body had reacted–the way the
soft, secret place between her legs had throbbed.
Throbbed.
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The ache had been maddening, foreign, and utterly uncontrollable.
She had never felt anything like it before–a deep, insistent pulse that
seemed to demand something from her, though she had no idea what.
It wasn’t just the aching. It was the undeniable urge to touch herself
there, to press her hand against the source of the heat and soothe the
restless need. Or worse–no, more shamefully–to let him touch her.
The thought alone sent a fresh wave of heat surging through her
body, her skin burning with embarrassment. If he had known–if he
had even the slightest inkling of how she had felt–he would think
she was… well, a shameless hussy. A woman completely out of
control, desperate for something she didn’t even understand.
Her body had utterly betrayed her, reacting to him in ways that left
her reeling. And the worst part? It hadn’t stopped when the kiss
ended.
She replayed the moment in agonizing detail. His lips had finally
stilled, parting from hers as he pulled back to catch his breath. His
chest heaved against her, and when she dared to glance up, his dark
eyes held her captive. They were hooded, his pupils dilated, glowing
with something raw and unspoken as he stared down at her. The
weight of his gaze made her stomach flip, her knees weak, and her
heart race all over again.
She had felt like prey–cornered, caught, and completely exposed.
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And that was when she had run.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
