In a sunlit bedroom, Kris kneels before Zena Little and trails slow kisses down her bare torso, hands gripping her hips. She tilts her head back, fingers in his hair, as he pulls her closer. They shift to the bed, bodies locked in a deep kiss, her hand on his chest, his on her waist, every movement slow and deliberate.
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