Her dark eyes hold the question steady, daring you to answer honestly. Smooth tan skin catches the light across her collarbone, her small frame angled toward the camera like an open invitation you weren't prepared for.
You'd start at her shoulders — thumbs tracing the slope downward, learning the geography of her slowly, making her wait for what comes next. She looks like someone who enjoys the waiting almost as much as the having.
Every curve on her compact body fits your hands like it was measured for them. The answer to her question forms somewhere in your chest before your mind catches up.
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