Hey you

Just landed, and the city already feels electric — maybe because I can’t stop wanting to feel you.

There’s a part of me that aches for that slow unraveling — fingers tracing, lips finding, the kind of closeness that blurs thought and skin. I want to know how your pulse feels under my touch, how your voice sounds when you stop holding back.

I’m not here for small talk. I’m here for something that lingers — the kind that stays on your skin long after we part.

So tell me… when do I get to see you?

TG: @NNicole0099