I slowly take out my red lipstick, letting the first touch leave a mark on my lips. I know you’re watching — you see how my hand moves slowly, as if every motion is meant for you. I bite my lip before drawing the lipstick across again, intentionally, sensually. I’m not in a hurry. I want to see your gaze follow every movement. I know you feel the tension, the way the red shade grows deeper and more defined. I gently twist the cap back on, but my eyes remain locked on you. This game is about you. And I enjoy knowing you’re watching.

I slowly take out my red lipstick, letting the first touch leave a mark on my lips. I know you’re watching — you see how my hand moves slowly, as if every motion is meant for you. I bite my lip before drawing the lipstick across again, intentionally, sensually. I’m not in a hurry. I want to see your gaze follow every movement. I know you feel the tension, the way the red shade grows deeper and more defined. I gently twist the cap back on, but my eyes remain locked on you. This game is about you. And I enjoy knowing you’re watching.