Slow Ascent

You crawl over him deliberately, letting your skin brush against his as you straddle his chest. His eyes stay locked on your center as you slowly rise up, hovering just above his mouth. You don’t give it to him — not yet. You roll your hips with lazy confidence, letting the heat of your body radiate just out of reach. When his tongue flicks up, desperate for a taste, you finally lower yourself — just enough to graze his lips. You watch his reaction, amused, as he moans softly beneath you, licking and kissing wherever you'll allow. You're in no rush. This is yours to give — and his to crave.