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According to Carl Jung, sexual energy is one of the most powerful in the universe. Improves creativity, charisma and trust. Great geniuses like Tesla and Da Vinci affirmed that the sublimation of sexual energy was key to their personal success and magnetism.

Under the dim light of red candles, the kitchen transformed into a stage of forbidden desire. Lara lay on the cold marble, while a basket full of red, juicy, and tempting strawberries awaited discovery. The sweet, seductive fragrance of the fruit ignited the imagination and awakened uncontrollable desires.

"Can you imagine what these strawberries can do?" I whispered, approaching with eyes alight and a mischievous smile on my lips. "Every bite is a prelude, a promise of pleasure."

Your trembling hands picked up a strawberry, and with a knowing glance, challenged me. Gently, I passed the fruit over my lips before softly placing it on your skin. The freshness of the fruit mingled with the warmth of your body, and in that moment, the atmosphere filled with a soft, suggestive sound, as if the fruit itself were whispering forbidden secrets.

"Lara, let yourself go..." I said in a tone that oscillated between tenderness and lust. "I want to kiss you with the intensity of every flavor, explore every inch of your skin, and make this night unforgettable."

The glasses lay forgotten on the desk as Lara leaned in, her blouse slipping off one shoulder.

"You always seem so composed, Mr. Miller... I wonder what it takes to make you lose control."

He smirked, fingers grazing her waist. "And you always seem so professional... but I know there's another side to you."

Her lips brushed his ear. "Maybe you should find out."

With a slow tug, his tie loosened. The air between them thickened.

"Careful, Lara," he warned.

She smiled. "Oh, Mr. Miller... I never play unless I intend to win."

Lara closed the office door, slowly removing her glasses as she bit her lip.

"Mr. Miller... do you even take me seriously with these on?" she teased, placing them on his desk.

He smirked, eyes tracing her curves. "If anything, they make it harder to focus."

She leaned in, letting his breath mix with hers. "Then maybe I should take off more than just my glasses..."

With a slow flick of her fingers, the first button of her blouse came undone.

Work could wait.

Sunday is for lovers... or for creating new obsessions

Under the Shadow of the Eclipse

The sun faded, devoured by the moon in a dance of shadows and fire. Lara, holding a grab, felt the electricity in the air. Behind her, he approached in silence. His fingers traced down her bare back, igniting a latent fire.

Darkness covered the room. Their lips met in a deep kiss, a collision of stars destined to merge. Each touch was an eclipse itself, a moment of absolute surrender.

As the light returned, their bodies still pulsed in unison. He smiled and whispered against her skin:

"Until the next eclipse.

Her smile is a secret... a promise of pleasure, a mystery waiting to be unraveled.
-Lara Clarck.

-Whispers in the Dark-

The dim light traced her skin as Lara slowly ran her fingers down her neck, gliding like a whispered secret.

"Close your eyes..." she murmured. "Imagine it's your hands exploring me, your breath against my skin."

She leaned in, just enough to tease, letting the shadows play over her curves. A wicked smile touched her lips.

"Tell me... how far do you want to take me tonight?"

Imagine a place where every word, every glance, and every whisper are designed to ignite every inch of your body. A space where desire feels as smooth as velvet, and temptation wraps around you with every second.

Here, pleasure is exclusive, immersive, and deep... but not everyone gets to experience it.

Welcome to my Velvet Room... where every touch feels like silk, every whisper like a warm breath on your skin, and every moment is designed for pure pleasure. Here, you don't just watch... you feel. Are you ready to surrender to temptation?