A sneak peek

She glances back over one shoulder, fingers curling around the waistband, tugging just enough to reveal the soft curve disappearing beneath the fabric.

You catch yourself leaning closer to the screen. That particular angle — hip tilted, weight shifted to one leg — turns a simple tease into something that holds your attention longer than you planned.

Just enough shown to make the withheld feel deliberate. The peek isn't accidental. She knows exactly where your eyes land, and she's already decided how much you deserve to see.