Adoration
I see you and cannot resist taking what is mine
I slip into our bedroom, the space illuminated by the soft glow of lamplight. My gaze is immediately drawn to you emerging from the bathroom, wrapped in a plush white towel. Your vibrant red hair, which still enthralls me, cascades down your shoulders in damp tousled waves. You are completely unaware of my presence, softly humming a tune that I can barely hear. Your hips sway rhythmically as you move, a seductive dance to...