Sunlight on skin. Perfect glass of rosé. The world outside can wait. ✨

Sunlight on skin. Perfect glass of rosé. The world outside can wait. ✨

The steam from the bath rose slowly, clinging to her hair like silk. You shifted closer, hand brushing against the curve of her lower back – barely noticed, perhaps. A slight turn of the shoulders, then a small smile as your fingers lingered for just a beat longer than necessary. Her breath hitched, a delicate sound in the quiet room. A subtle shift of warmth radiated outwards, a deliciousness that settled deep within you.