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Pink, red and purple

ROSALINA'S POV

Pink, red, and purple lights intertwined above us, casting a sensual spell as we continued our passionate dance. Each color seemed to symbolize a different facet of our connection: pink for desire, red for fiery intensity, and purple for the electric chemistry that bound us together.

"God, you are so beautiful that even the most vibrant red roses would pale in comparison." He sunk his hands into my hair, pulling my head back. Bringing his lips closer to my neck he whispered. "I've wanted to taste you since the moment I saw you under these intoxicating lights."

His lips met the curve of my neck, and a soft gasp escaped my lips as he gently kissed and nipped his way up to my earlobe. I could feel the heat building between us, the desire in the air thickening with each heartbeat.

"And your scent," he continued, his voice husky with desire, "it's like the sweetest fragrance of roses in full bloom."

He pulled away slightly, his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that le
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