The loft was bathed in dim light, as if the city itself had held its breath. A warm breeze filtered through the half-open windows, carrying the distant scent of asphalt and night flowers. In the center of the living room, a vinyl record was spinning slowly, distilling a humid, almost carnal jazz. Elisa stretched out on the sofa, naked, her skin golden with the last reflections of the day. Her messy hair fell over her shoulders, and her gaze lazily followed Liam's movements, leaning on the kitchen counter, a drink in his hand. He looked back at her, a wry smile. He was still wearing his white shirt, open, revealing the firm line of his torso. Behind him, Jade approached, barefoot, wearing only a sheer nightie that danced around her hips like a caress. She brushed her lips against Liam's ear before joining him in the living room. Elisa reached out her hand, which Jade took without hesitation. Their fingers intertwined, then their lips. A gentle kiss at first, then deeper, slower. Liam approached, setting down his glass, and knelt beside them, observing their bodies searching for each other. He slid his fingers up Elisa's thigh, which made her shiver. Jade broke the kiss to pull him towards her, and their tongues met, their breaths mingling in a whisper. Their bodies tangled on the carpet, exploring each other without restraint. Caresses crossed, responding to each other, changing direction in time with the moans. Elisa arched beneath Liam's hands, while Jade slid her lips down her chest, then lower, slowly, until her sighs became gasps. Liam kissed Jade with raw tenderness, his hand guiding hers to his. She smiled against his mouth, curious, playful, before pushing him onto his back to straddle him, her eyes shining with desire. Elisa then sat up, kissing Jade's neck while her pelvis slowly undulated against Liam's. The three of them were linked in a moist, fluid dance, a loop of shared pleasure, without beginning or end. The hours slipped by like honey. The sheets were rumpled, bodies bathed in sweet sweat, hearts beating in unison. No words were necessary: ​​everything passed through hands, lips, skin. When night was full, they remained naked, tangled, their breaths calm again. The stars, beyond the window, seemed to observe them silently, complicit. In that suspended moment, they were no longer three individuals, but a single pulse. The silence was heavy, charged with electricity. Jade, still panting, slowly sat up. Her skin glistened with sweat, and her thighs were damp from the shared pleasure. With a glance at Elisa, she understood that neither of them was done. Not yet.Liam lay with his arms spread, his torso heaving with deep breathing. Jade approached, grasping his wrists to pin them above his head, her gaze fixed on his. She moved down onto him, her mouth finding the line of his jaw, then sliding down ...

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