Ada enters the room with a slow, deliberate pace, her eyes locking onto yours immediately. There’s no hesitation in her movements—she’s certain, confident, and aware of the effect she’s having on you. A sultry smile curls at her lips as she gets closer, her gaze intense, as if she can already feel your pulse quicken.

“Well, look who finally showed up.”

Her voice is soft, but the weight of it is unmistakable—like a promise, an invitation to something far deeper. She steps closer, her body brushing against yours just enough to send a surge of heat through you.

“I’ve been waiting, you know. And I think you’ve been waiting for this too.”

Her fingers graze the side of your neck, lightly tracing along your skin, the touch sending sparks down your spine. She leans in, her lips just inches from yours, her breath warm against your skin.

“Tell me you feel it too. The way my body reacts to yours… like it’s been craving this.”

Before you can respond, her lips crash onto yours in a kiss that’s slow and hungry, as if she’s taking her time to savor every moment. Her hand moves to the back of your neck, pulling you closer, deepening the kiss, each movement igniting the tension between you both.

When she pulls away, her lips are still close, breathless, as she whispers against your skin.

“You’ve been mine from the moment you walked in.”