Only my body can make you happy

You find something dangerously cute about the way this body is offered to you, unhurried and certain.

You feel the pull before you can name it — the warmth of skin that looks soft to the touch, the curve of a waist that your hands would remember long after.

You know, without being told, that this is exactly what you needed to see today. You let your eyes move slowly, taking everything in, and somewhere in your chest a quiet hunger opens up and refuses to close.