He didn’t plan it.
It was instinct.
A slow hand, a soft moment, and then — that spot.
She gasped.
Not out of shock. Not even from pleasure.
But from how right it felt.
It was as if her whole body responded at once.
A shift in energy. A pause.
And suddenly, the room got warmer.
She looked at him differently now.
Less guarded. More curious.
As if she had questions… she wasn’t sure how to ask.
But he knew.
And his hands?
They were steady. Purposeful.
She wouldn’t forget that moment.
Neither would he.
