

There’s one way to touch me that makes me forget how to breathe
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It’s not about being rough. Not about speed. Not even about where.
It’s when you touch me not to take, but to feel.
Your fingers tracing my side slowly… then moving down to my stomach… then stopping, just for a second — like you’re asking for permission without words.
And that’s the moment I melt.
Because everything in me says yes. Yes to you. Yes to now.
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Wanna know exactly where that spot is? I might let you find it😏🖤