She pulls the fabric aside with two fingers, letting the camera catch what a bra would only hide — small, firm, the skin smooth and pale where it curves into her chest.
You lean closer to the screen without realizing it. There's something deliberate in how she holds herself, shoulders back, nothing concealed, no apology in her posture.
Her nipples respond to the cool air, to being looked at, to you specifically. She knew you'd find this. She dressed — or didn't — with exactly that in mind.
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