The look
**Title: “The Look”**
It started with a glance—no words, just the kind of look that says more than any conversation could.
Her eyes locked onto mine across the room, and for a moment, the world fell silent.
She walked over slowly, like she knew every step was a tease.
I felt the heat before her fingers touched me.
Soft, curious, they explored the edge of my shirt,
and then her lips—warm, demanding—met mine without hesitation.
We didn’t speak.
We didn’t need to.
The way her body pressed against mine told me everything.
Time melted as hands found skin,
and breath became the only language between us.
She whispered my name—not loud, but deep, like a secret she didn’t want to share.
And when we collapsed, tangled and breathless,
her smile said what her mouth never had to:
this was only the beginning.
It started with a glance—no words, just the kind of look that says more than any conversation could.
Her eyes locked onto mine across the room, and for a moment, the world fell silent.
She walked over slowly, like she knew every step was a tease.
I felt the heat before her fingers touched me.
Soft, curious, they explored the edge of my shirt,
and then her lips—warm, demanding—met mine without hesitation.
We didn’t speak.
We didn’t need to.
The way her body pressed against mine told me everything.
Time melted as hands found skin,
and breath became the only language between us.
She whispered my name—not loud, but deep, like a secret she didn’t want to share.
And when we collapsed, tangled and breathless,
her smile said what her mouth never had to:
this was only the beginning.
7ヶ月前