Nora

Some women flirt. I seduce—without even trying. It’s in the way I move, the way my fingertips brush past your skin like a secret, the way my gaze lingers just long enough to make you ache. I won’t rush. I’ll let your anticipation build, your curiosity spiral into hunger, until you’re lost in me completely.

My touch is slow, warm, exploratory—like I’m reading your body in a language only we understand. I adore taking my time, letting the tension rise between us until it’s unbearable… and then I’ll shatter it with the kind of pleasure that makes you forget who you are.