There’s a moment, just before everything changes, when breath catches, mouths hover, and the world narrows to the space between skin and skin.
This piece lives in that pause.
That aching moment when you don't know where this is going but you're already lost in it.
It’s not just about lust. It’s about the electric clarity of new connection.
About the way a single touch can awaken something buried.
About the thrill of being wanted, not just seen, but reached for.
There’s tenderness here, too. An unspoken agreement to move slow, to savor the invitation.
Because sometimes the softest gestures carry the loudest heat.
And sometimes intimacy begins with the decision to linger.
This painting is desire becoming something more.
Not rushed, not taken, shared.