Feeling golden. ✨

The sand warmed your thighs as she settled closer. A slight tilt of the head, eyes half-closed, a hint of sun on her lips. The scent of salt and summer drifted with that smile—a delicate curve to it. A trace of shiver when your hand brushed the strap of her blackie after – just for a moment - as if unsure. You shifted slightly, closer now, more confident. A perfectness in the golden light.