Golden hour glow ✨

The sand shifted with each breath. Your hand grazed the curve of her back, light as a feather, yet She tilted slightly. A subtle turn of the head, catching the warmth of your gaze, a slight upward tilt of lips when the sun caught the blue in the fabric of her bikini top. A shiver traced down her spine – not from the sea breeze, but from that touch. A smile touched her lips as she relaxed, shoulders dropping just so. Perfect."