You wanted my heat. You wanted the slow rise of my breath in your ear, the way my voice sinks under your skin and stirs something you thought you could control. You wanted more… until “more” became real. Because when desire stops being fantasy, when it drops into the body, when it stops being cute and starts being felt— that’s when men hesitate. This is the part you weren’t ready for. The part where my voice doesn’t just tease you… it claims space inside you. The part where your breath stumbles and your pulse betrays everything you thought you could hide. So listen. Feel it. Let it burn a little. Let it remind you of the heat you reached for, the heat you thought you could handle, and the woman you almost held— before it became too real for you to stay. — Thalia Lux