The book lay open under my hand as I stretched across the be..
🕑 Added 2024-11-16 18:00:55 +0000 UTC
The book lay open under my hand as I stretched across the bed, the soft sheets brushing against my skin and the cool air teasing. I turned a page slowly, the gentle rustle almost as satisfying as the way the words pulled me deeper, their meaning curling like smoke in my mind. My legs shifted over the sheets, just enough to feel the fabric glide. The light danced on my bare skin, my lips parted slightly as I let out a soft sigh, savoring the story. 📚
