Last night I dreamed of a stranger in a dark elevator, the lights flickering, his breath touching my neck before his hands ever did. 🌙 I didn’t see his face, only his silhouette and hunger. I whispered, “Stop me,” just to hear if he would obey or ignore. He ignored. A woman wants a man who understands the difference between permission and presence. 🥀 The dream ended with his mouth close to mine, but reality stole the ending. Now I’m awake and unfinished. Unlock if you want to finish it for me. 🔒🔥