He didn’t hear her approach; the sudden warmth at his back caught him off guard. She slipped behind him with effortless grace, her body molding to his in a way that felt both familiar and electrifying.
Without a word, she pressed close, the softness of her breath brushing the nape of his neck, her hands resting lightly on his shoulders. The silence between them was charged, a quiet understanding passing through the space where words might have fallen short.
His muscles tensed then relaxed under her touch, as if recognizing a rhythm only they shared. Her closeness spoke louder than any sentence—an unspoken promise that she was there, fully present, fully wanting.
For a moment, all the noise of the world faded, leaving just the sound of their breathing, the beat of their hearts, and the magnetic pull between two bodies drawn irresistibly together.