I belong to YOU

CJ wasn’t finished. Coming back wasn’t enough. He needed to prove something. Not just that he missed me, but that he still belonged to me.

So he took it a step further.

White lace. Soft. Delicate. Just barely covering anything. The kind of outfit that says he knows exactly what I want, and he’s more than ready to give it. He posed for the camera with intention. Not just showing off. Offering himself.

It wasn’t just about the way he looked, though he looked perfect. It was the way he carried it. The way he tilted his hips. The way his eyes pleaded without a single word. Every photo, every angle was a message. Come claim what’s yours. And I could feel the need pouring off him. He didn’t just want to be seen. He wanted to be chosen again. To be reminded that he still has a place. That he’s still mine.

And with a performance like that, there’s no doubt in my mind. CJ knows exactly what he’s doing. And exactly who he belongs to.