AlexaDean

♥♥♥ Alexa Dean ♥♥♥

hi, I'm alexa. I've never been to talk much about myself, but there's something inside that wants to come out, even if it's quietly. I've always been a little shy. I find it hard to look someone in the eye or say out loud what I think, especially when it comes to things. more intimate. Sometimes I feel like the world is going so fast and I need a little more time to understand everything, to feel ready. But that doesn't mean I don't feel. On the contrary. I am one of those girls who blush easily, but also those who are dying to discover, to explore what they do not dare to say.

There is a part of me that beats loud inside, that wonders how it feels a whisper on the skin, an unexpected caress, a look that says more than it should. I have no experience in many things, and maybe that's why everything seems more intense to me. I am excited to learn, to feel, to let myself go. as long as there is trust, tenderness, and someone who understands that my silence is not rejection, but desire content. Maybe I'm naive, yes. but also honest. I can't play with masks. What you see in me—that mixture of nervousness, sweetness, and curiosity—is real. I just need someone to discover me with patience. and, perhaps, with a little cunning too.

I don’t always know how to express myself easily. sometimes the words get stuck in my throat, especially when I feel watched. I am one of those people who look down when someone praises them, who gets nervous with an unexpected caress or a silence that says more than a thousand sentences. But under that shyness there is something that always moves: a curiosity that does not leave me quiet.

I ask myself many questions, some innocent. others not so much. I am intrigued by what I do not know, what I have never dared to try, what I only imagine in the calm of my room. I may blush easily, I may not take the initiative, but that doesn't mean I don't want it. I just need time, trust. and someone who can read my gestures, who understands that my silence is not indifference, but a different way of exploring. I am like a closed book with pages full of ideas and feelings waiting to be discovered. slowly, without forcing. Because when I feel safe, I let myself go, and that quiet part becomes something much deeper, more intense. and totally mine.