There’s a story in my gaze, one that starts with a slow smile and ends in tangled sheets. My brown eyes watch you with quiet hunger, reading every shift in your breath, every flicker of desire. I move closer, close enough for you to feel the warmth radiating from my skin, close enough for my perfume to wrap around you like a silk ribbon. My words are soft, but my intentions are anything but innocent. I love the delicious tension before the first touch, the way your pulse quickens under my hand. When we’re together, the world fades until there’s nothing left but my lips, my breath, and the sweet ache I leave behind.
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