Smoking Hot Intro With Sapphire Slut

I was so caught up in that whole smoking sapphire slut vibe with her, the way she just leaned back with those glasses and that red lipstick, taking a slow drag like it was the most casual thing in the world, and I couldn’t stop watching the smoke curl from her lips while she talked about the most random nerdy stuff. There was something about the contrast of her tattoos against that pale skin, and the way she’d tap the ash with a little smirk, that had my heart racing. When she finally put the cigarette out, pressing it into the tray with a deliberate twist, she looked at me with this intensity that made the air feel thick. Her petite frame was suddenly right there, and I remember thinking how soft her skin felt when I finally reached out, pulling her closer until the distance between us just vanished.