There's a conversation that happens without words, in the space between our bodies. It’s a language of glances, of breath held in suspense, of my hand hovering just a millimeter from your skin. I am fluent in that language, and I want to join you in that silent, electric space, adding my voice to your duet.

Imagine me, watching you eyes as i touch you, seeing them flutter closed in pleasure. I'll meet your gaze as my hands explore you back, a silent question and answer passing between us. I want to be the delicious tension, the shared secret, the catalyst that turns your embers into a raging fire. Let's not just fuck. Let's tell a story with our bodies.