Bedroom Desire
The room is soft and warm. She lies on the plush carpet, her breasts exposed. You lean in, a playful smirk on your face. You gently brush her skin. She responds with a soft moan. This is where we start. Let’s lose ourselves.
The sunlight streams through the stained glass, casting a warm glow on her skin. She’s standing here, completely vulnerable, her eyes fixed on you. She wants you to touch her, to feel her. Her breasts rise and fall with a silent plea. You know exactly what to do. She’s waiting for your touch, for your command.
