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Chapter 29 by Lovelylift Lovelylift

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Safe Embrace

Sarah kept Smith in **her warm and soft embrace**, like a **small tired bird** that had finally found its nest.

**Sarah’s caresses** were like **ocean waves**;

**Her long, soft fingers** delved into Smith’s wet hair,

**Her fingertips**, **warm, slightly damp from Smith’s tears**,

**gently, continuously**, from the **nape** to the **forehead**,

from the **temples** to the **neck**,

like a **warm silken brush** unraveling every **knot of fatigue**.

**Her left hand** on **Smith’s lower back**,

**open palm**, **warm, soft**,

**gentle pressure of comfort**,

**her thumb** on the **spine**,

**tiny, slow circles**,

**the texture of Sarah’s skin**, **soft, slightly calloused from design work**,

**living warmth** transferred from **Sarah’s skin** to **Smith’s skin**.

**The warmth of Sarah’s embrace** was like a **living fireplace**;

**her breast** beneath Smith’s face, **soft, warm, rising and falling**,

**loose white cotton t-shirt**, **soft texture, slightly damp from tears**,

**scent of fresh jasmine**, **warm, sweet, soothing**,

like **fresh jasmine in a Montana garden**.

**Sarah’s thighs** under Smith’s bottom,

**soft, warm, slightly muscular from walking**,

**soft blue jeans**, **coarse denim texture**,

**deep warmth** radiating from **thigh muscles** to **Smith’s hot bottom**,

**easing the spanking pain**,

like a **warm blanket over a wound**.

**Sarah’s breath** on **Smith’s hair**,

**warm, moist, calm**,

**the faint sound of exhalation**, like **a breeze passing through pine needles**,

**scent of jasmine and fresh coffee**.

**Sarah’s heartbeat** under Smith’s ear,

**thump… thump… thump…**,

**calm, steady, reassuring**,

like a **distant drum around a safe campfire**.

**The gray woolen blanket** around both of them,

**coarse and warm wool texture**,

**scent of burned fireplace wood**,

**shared warmth**,

**the rustle of the blanket** with every movement Sarah made.

Smith **closed her eyes**,

**took a deep breath**,

**her crying** turned into **a quiet sigh**,

**her hot bottom** cooled under **the warmth of Sarah’s thigh**,

**tears** dried on **Sarah’s t-shirt**.

And in **Auntie Sarah’s arms**,

**with continuous caresses**,

**living warmth**,

**scent of jasmine**,

**calm heartbeat**,

Smith **finally**,

**in the safest place in the world**,

**fell asleep**.

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