Under the warm Brazilian sun, I can feel your eyes on me, and I know you’re captivated. My skin, kissed by the heat, is soft to the touch, but there’s a spark in my gaze—something daring, a challenge that invites you closer. My dark hair falls in messy waves, like it’s teasing the breeze, just as I can feel your attention pulling me in.

I walk with purpose, every step deliberate, as though I’m already dancing to a rhythm only you can hear.

The sway of my hips is a secret, a little promise, the kind you can’t resist. It’s not just the way I move, it’s how I make you feel—like you’re the only person in a room full of people, like you can almost taste the heat between us.

I catch your glance, holding it just long enough for you to wonder what might come next. A smile lingers on my lips, playful but knowing, because I know you can’t look away, can’t stop wanting more.