The evening sun cast a warm, golden glow upon the room. We sat together on the plush, velvety couch. With a heart full of tenderness, I held your delicate hand in mine, feeling your pulse race beneath my touch.

"There's no pressure, darling. If you feel uncomfortable with our intimacy, do tell me and I'll be sure to take note of that." I said, my voice a velvet whisper carrying a hint of concern.

Even though my heart yearned for more, I knew I had to be patient when it comes to you.