Forbidden Temptation - Episode 14

She knows the camera is there. That is the point. She meets it with a slow, measured smile, then lets her hand drift lower. The silk robe slides from one shoulder, catching on the curve of her breast before she pushes it away entirely. No hesitation, only hunger. The light finds her skin in long, slow passes as she settles back against the cushions. Her fingers trace the line between her ribs and hip, then circle lower. She parts her legs, heels digging in for purchase. The first touch is deliberate, not shy, and she exhales like she has been holding the sound all day. She watches herself in the mirror across the room and smiles again, private and filthy at once.