

My favorite kind of tension isn’t right before the touch… it’s when you hold back instead of touching. That moment when your hand hovers — close enough to burn, but never lands. When our eyes say everything, but your body stays still. And I’m there, breathing a little heavier, wondering how long you’ll last.
That’s when I want it most. Not when you act. But when I feel you trying not to.
Can you hold that kind of tension… or would it break you first? 😏🔥