Oh, that moment… when everything freezes for a second.
My heart beats so loud I’m sure he can hear it. I start wondering should I close my eyes now or wait for him to move first? Does my breath smell okay? Is he sure he wants it too?

So many thoughts in just two seconds. But when it finally happens - silence and pleasure. No thoughts, no fear, just warmth. That first kiss can say more than a hundred messages ever could...

Sometimes a glance decides everything. He meets her eyes—and understands: there's no room for chance here. She knows how it works.
She doesn't rush, doesn't flirt in the usual sense. She simply pauses, electrifying the space around her. He feels trapped, but doesn't want to break free.
This isn't a game of seduction. It's a test of his ability to withstand the tension. A woman who knows how to manage silence doesn't need touching.

He's not afraid of her body—he's afraid of her gaze. He's afraid that she sees more than she lets on. That she can read his reserve, discern what's playing and what's true.
A woman who can see through him is a threat. She doesn't expose him, she simply observes. And this makes a man feel his mask crack.
He's not afraid of being exposed—he's afraid that with her, he has nowhere to hide. The fear of being seen is the most honest of all fears

He's used to being looked down upon. He's used to making decisions, influencing, directing. But one day, he meets a woman who doesn't need his strength. She simply is.
And he loses his balance. His confidence becomes unnecessary, his words superfluous. She doesn't fight or admire him. This is discouraging. It's hard for a man to accept a woman in front of whom he can't flaunt his power. But she remains in his mind—because next to her, he feels not like a winner, but like the real him.