Edge of Surrender

Prompt:  In the soft glow of a fireplace, two figures stand close, their breath mingling in the charged air. Her trembling hand grazes his chest, fingers lingering just at the edge of desire, the unspoken tension begging to break. The scent of jasmine fills the room as he pulls her close against the cool wall. Their lips barely touch, hearts racing, the space between them electric—a moment poised on the brink of surrender. A forbidden touch under dimmed chandeliers; his fingers trace her skin like a secret they've sworn to never reveal, yet their bodies ache to.