At long last, Kenzie had made it to the top of the mountain. She stood atop the peak, catching her breath and looking out over the vast expanse before her. The view was breathtaking—rolling hills dotted with trees, the occasional village nestled in between. But she hadn’t come all this way just to admire the view. Today, at least, it was about Kenzie. She had worked hard for this moment, and now, here on the mountaintop, she could finally reward herself.
She stepped off the trail into a quiet mountainside village with white-washed stone cottages dotting the landscape. The rain had started to fall again, so she pulled her clear raincoat over her shoulders—lightweight and sheer against her skin. She chose one of the narrow streets as her backdrop for the moment, stepping out onto the dirt path.
As she did, she felt a little thrill when she realized the village was almost entirely quiet. Only the soft patter of the rain filled the air. There were few people about at this hour, save for an occasional farmer or two going about their day. Kenzie felt like the belle of the ball in her sleek lace lingerie set. She had chosen a simple yet elegant corset top and matching lace-bottoms that skimmed her curves. The soft fabric whispered against her skin as she moved.
For just a moment, she allowed herself to savor the quiet, crisp mountain air on her skin. The rain fell softly against her clear raincoat. Then, with a deep breath, Kenzie twirled in front of one of the old stone cottages, her hair catching the light and adding a golden shimmer to the scene. She felt like a queen for that moment—one who had earned her crown.
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