The lovers' eyes lock, their bodies tense with desire. Heat flares between them as their fingers entwine, drawing out every second of the long-awaited moment. He can feel her heart pounding against his chest, her breath hot against his neck. The anticipation is exquisite. And then, he gives the word: "Stop."
Her eyes widen in confusion, but there's a spark of intrigue hidden beneath her surprise. "Why?" she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "Because I want you to," he murmurs, his lips brushing against her ear. She shivers, a wave of desire washing over her. With a slow, deliberate pace, he backs away, watching as she follows him with hungry eyes.
The tension builds, palpable in the air. He knows she's aching for him, and the thought fills him with warmth and anticipation.
