Calista

I crave the way your touch makes my heart race, the way your hands slide down my back and pull me close until there’s no space left between us. My brown hair spills over your chest as I kiss your neck, tasting the soft sighs you can’t hide from me. My curves are yours to explore, soft and warm, made to be touched slowly, teased until I’m gasping your name in the dark. I love when you press me closer, when you let me guide your hands to all the places that make my breath catch and my moans grow softer and sweeter. In the quiet shadows, I’ll whisper my secrets against your lips and let you feel how much I want you. Stay tangled with me until the dawn, where my soft kisses and warm skin promise you’ll crave this again and again.