07|• God Is A Woman

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You, you love it how I move youYou love it how I touch youMy one, when all is said and doneYou'll believe God is a woman

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You, you love it how I move you
You love it how I touch you
My one, when all is said and done
You'll believe God is a woman...

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ABHIMANYU'S POV
The scene unfolds in my dimly lit cabin late at night. A smile crept on my face when I saw my mi amore peacefully sleeping through the hidden cameras installed inside the eyes of the teddy, a small camera is strategically positioned to capture the scene in front of it. The camera's lens is focused on a lone figure lying on her bed engulfed in deep slumber.

The footage is grainy but clear enough to convey the mounting peace within me seeing her. The camera's silent gaze remains unblinking as the scene plays out, recording every moment with an eerie detachment, while my baby remains oblivious of the fact that the teddy bear she received was sent by me and a camera is installed in it. It also had audio in it.

Seeing her sleeping evoked a profound sense of peace and tenderness. Her face is relaxed, framed by gentle, even breaths that rise and fall with a soothing rhythm. The stillness of her slumber contrasts sharply with the hustle of daily life, creating an almost ethereal calm. Watching her, there’s a sense of vulnerability and trust, as if she is completely at ease and safe. The quiet moment inspired a mix of affection, protectiveness, and introspection, highlighting the depth of care and connection one feels.

Suddenly she stirred in her sleep her movements were slow and gradual. The room's light filters in softly, gradually breaking the darkness of her slumber. Her eyelids flutter open, revealing groggy eyes adjusting to the change in light. She stretched her arms lightly with the peaceful expression on her face and slowly gave way to a more alert, but still drowsy, demeanor.
Her breathing becomes more pronounced, she lets out a soft yawn as she shakes off the remnants of dreams.

I was watching her movements intently when suddenly my phone rang I received the call moving a little away from the screen I stood beside the huge class window taking in sight of the lit city before me.

I was engaged on the phone call for about fifteen minutes finally ending the call I walked back to my seat and as soon as my eyes fell on the screen and they gauged out at the sight.

There she stood in a dimly lit room wearing a black lace nightgown that delicately drapes over her figure. The nightgown features intricate lace patterns that add a touch of elegance and allure. The fabric, sheer and flowing, gently hugs her curves and cascades to mid-thigh, creating an enticing silhouette. The lace detailing along the neckline and hem accentuates her form with a sensual grace. The overall effect is both sophisticated and intimate, blending a sense of refinement with a hint of seduction.

I gulped looking at the sight I felt my pants tightening at her mere sight she crawled on the bed towards the soft toy her eyes fixed on it and I could feel as if she was coming towards me due to her bent body the fabric shifted a bit giving a little view of her chest. I took a sharp breath looking away.

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