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wine

happy weekend :>
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Ana and Leonor arrived back at their room in Tagaytay, the evening lights reflected off the surface of the infinity pool just outside. The room was breathtaking, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of the Taal Volcano, its silhouette dark against the purple sky.

Ana couldn't help but laugh as they entered, "That wine was dangerous," she said, her lips curving into a mischievous smile.

Leonor's gaze trailed down Ana's body, taking in every curve emphasized by the low-cut lace burgundy dress that hugged her figure perfectly. The dress clung to Ana's form, accentuating her waist and the soft swell of her hips, the lace teasing Leonor with glimpses of skin.

"You're dangerous."

She moved closer to Ana, her hand reaching out to trace the delicate lace that lined the neckline of the dress, fingers brushing against the skin underneath. "I don't know how I managed to keep my hands off you through dinner."

"Who says you have to keep them off now?"

Leonor's restraint snapped. In one swift motion, she pulled Ana close, their bodies pressing together. The warmth of Ana's skin seeped through the fabric of the dress. Ana gasped, her hands finding their way to the back of Leonor's neck, pulling her down into a searing kiss.

The taste of wine lingered on their lips as they kissed deeply, Leonor's hands already slipping down to the small of Ana's back, fingers teasing the zipper of the dress.

"Love," Ana whispered between kisses, "if you're going to take it off, do it now."

Leonor pulled back slightly, her breath ragged. "With pleasure."

She took her time, slowly sliding the zipper down, letting the fabric part to reveal more of Ana's smooth skin. Ana's chest rose and fell rapidly, the cool air of the room contrasting with the heat between them. The dress slipped off Ana's shoulders, pooling around her feet, leaving her in nothing but lace lingerie that left little to the imagination.

Ana was a vision, standing there with a look of pure seduction. Leonor couldn't resist any longer. She scooped Ana up, carrying her to the bed that faced the grand view outside.

Ana wrapped her arms around Leonor's neck, nipping playfully at her earlobe. "I love when you take control."

Leonor growled softly in response, gently laying Ana down on the bed. She hovered over Ana for a moment, admiring the way the light of the bedside candles danced across her face.

"You're perfect," Leonor said.

Ana smiled up at her, eyes half-lidded. "Then show me."

Leonor didn't need any further encouragement. She leaned down, capturing Ana's lips once more as her hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of skin, every curve. She hover over Ana as she slowly began to unbutton her own black polo. The room seemed to shrink around them. Ana lay back against the pillows, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths as she watched Leonor, her gaze fixed on every movement.

The first button came undone, then the second, and with each reveal of Leonor's skin, Ana's pulse quickened. Leonor's fingers worked with slowness, a teasing smile playing on her lips as she noticed the way Ana's mouth parted. When the last button was undone, Leonor let the fabric slide off her shoulders, revealing a black lace-trimmed bra that hugged her chest perfectly.

Ana's eyes trailed down from the lace bra to the exposed skin of Leonor's stomach. "You're driving me crazy, love."

Leonor smirked, loving the effect she had on Ana. Slowly, she reached for the waistband of her white slacks, her fingers slipping under the fabric before she slid them down her hips. Ana swallowed hard, feeling her knees go weak even though she was lying down. She shifted slightly, her thighs pressing together as heat pooled low in her belly.