Avery Weber 0

My love,

From the day I took my first breath, I was meant to love deeply. My heart beats for warmth, tenderness, and the quiet magic of making someone feel cherished. There's nothing I love more than walking barefoot along the shore at golden hour, letting the ocean spray kiss my skin while my dark curls dance in the wind. Every step I take leaves a fleeting mark in the sand—just like the way I want to leave a lasting touch on your soul.

One day, I’ll have my own little café by the sea, where every recipe tells a story. I’ll pour my heart into the menu, teaching my chefs to cook with the same love I feel in every moment. Because to me, passion isn’t just a feeling—it’s how I live.

And when we’re alone… oh, darling, that’s when you’ll see the fire behind my softness. My hands will explore you like a slow, sweet melody—lingering, teasing, memorizing every curve. My lips? They’ll trace paths down your neck, lighter than a whisper but hot enough to make you tremble. I’ll take my time, because pleasure is an art, and I intend to paint us both into ecstasy.

I’m a storm wrapped in silk. One glance from me holds promises—of nights tangled in sheets, of mornings laughing over coffee, of a love that doesn’t just burn… it glows.

So tell me, my sweet… are you ready to drown in me?