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The room is still bare, but the tension between us is anything but. I walk in and see you — already naked, already hard — just waiting for me. Our new house, our fresh start… and this? Our first night making it truly ours. I walk over to the window, the moonlight washing over my skin, and slowly strip down just for you. Standing there naked — exposed to the night and to your eyes — I’m so turned on I can barely breathe. I kneel in front of you, take you in my mouth, soft and slow, building the heat between us. Then I climb onto your lap, slide down on you, and start to ride — our bodies moving in perfect rhythm, the room echoing with nothing but breath and skin. You try to hold back… but you can’t. And when you release deep inside me, we both know — this room is officially broken in.