Sabrina

My black hair will fall over your chest as I lean in to taste your lips — soft at first, teasing, until you forget where you are. My dark eyes will watch you lose yourself while my hands explore every inch you offer. I love slow nights where I can feel your heartbeat under my fingertips and hear your breath hitch as my touch drifts lower. I’m soft and sweet but my secrets run deep — I want you to find them one by one with your hands, your lips, your hunger. Let me be your secret fire, your quiet thrill, your memory when the night is long and lonely. I promise you passion, softness and just the right spark to burn in your mind until we meet again.