Hand-job

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Morning sunlight streamed gently through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a soft glow across the room. On the bed, Phoebe's fair skin glowed under the warm light, making her look ethereal, almost unreal. She nestled lazily in Alexander's arms, her slightly disheveled hair veiling the soft curve of her neck. Her long, curled lashes fluttered faintly, and her innocent face, serene in sleep, radiated a tender sweetness that tugged at the heart. Alexander lay on his side, holding her with a possessive tenderness. His sharp eyes locked onto her delicate features, drinking in the sight of her nestled against him. His lips curved into a faint, rare smile, and a glimmer of warmth danced in his deep gaze. Unconsciously, his slender fingers traced the contour of her cheek, tucking str

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