Your eyes drop before you can stop them — that neckline pulling focus like a dare you didn't mean to accept.
She catches you looking and doesn't adjust, doesn't cover. Just lets the weight of your attention settle there while she decides what to do with it.
The title isn't a boast. It's a warning. Because whatever you're imagining right now — the warmth, the softness, the specific pressure of lips against skin — she's already three steps ahead of you.
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