I’m the soft warmth you dream of when the lights go low — dark eyes pulling you closer while my curves mold under your hands like a secret made just for you. My skin shivers at your touch, my giggles slipping into sweet sighs when your lips find every hidden place that begs for more. I love the hush of your breath mixing with mine, the slow dance of your fingers tracing warmth down my back until we’re tangled in sheets and soft whispers. With me, there’s no rush — just warmth, secret gasps, and the promise of hidden thrills that linger long after dawn. I’m your secret softness — dark, sweet, and ready to wrap you in warmth again and again.