
“Don’t rush,” she said.
The words came out calm, almost casual, but there was a gravity beneath them — a softness that didn’t mean hesitation, but control.
He froze, caught between movement and stillness, her voice echoing just enough to make his breath stumble.
She wasn’t shy. He could tell from the way she looked at him — steady, deliberate, unflinching.
Her gaze held him in place, as if she were drawing invisible lines across his body, claiming the pace, the rhythm, the silence.
The clock ticked once.
Then again.
And in between those seconds, something shifted.
She leaned forward slightly, her hair brushing against his hand. Every detail was painfully slow — the slide of her breath, the way her lips parted just enough to form the next word.
“Let it take time,” she whispered, almost smiling. “You move too fast, you miss everything that matters.”
It wasn’t advice; it was invitation disguised as wisdom.
She wanted him aware — not of himself, but of her.
He realized then that she was orchestrating everything — every pause, every glance, every heartbeat of waiting.
And the slowness was not hesitation. It was intention. It was her way of making him listen to silence, feel what wasn’t being said.
When she reached out, her hand stopped just before touching his. Not quite contact, just proximity. The kind that made the skin anticipate warmth before it arrived.
He could almost feel her without her having to move.
Her eyes lifted to his again, patient and commanding.
“See?” she murmured. “If you don’t rush… you’ll notice how much more there is.”
Her tone was not pleading — it was teaching.
And somehow, in that moment, he found himself learning not about her, but about himself. How easily he gave up control when a woman knew how to slow the world down.
By the time her fingers finally did touch his, the waiting had turned electric.
He understood — she wasn’t trying to delay anything. She was rewriting the meaning of time itself.
And every second after that felt deliberate, sacred, and impossibly slow — just the way she wanted.