“His awareness folded inward—first his breath, then his thoughts—in its place bloomed a dreamscape sculpted by her nearness—warm, weightless, and entirely hers.”

Reality thinned beneath a soft haze the moment he closed his eyes. His awareness folded inward—first his breath, then his thoughts— in its place bloomed a dreamscape sculpted by her nearness— warm, weightless, and entirely hers. As gravity loosened—his body suspended and sensation took over—waves of heat and hush, tethered only by the longing—pulling him toward the quiet rapture of her presence until all that remained was her: soft, breath-warmed, inescapable. Her skin, each time it grazed his, arced through him like live current—raising him into an ecstasy so crystalline, so weightless, so soul-deep, it felt like communion. His mind could barely process her touch without dissolving completely.