Blissful

The collarbone brushed, almost unnoticed. A ripple of warmth spread down the arm, a hesitant invitation. Her lips tilted ever so slightly, a hint of pink against rosebud. Eyes fluttered, catching the light in the amber – a reflection of your own gaze. A shiver traced its way down the neck, subtle and sweet. A smile bloomed, shy and perfect. Now, just a little closer…