Rain lashes the window while behind the scenes bj keeps her warm inside. Wrapped in nothing but a cashmere throw, she lets it slip in behind the scenes bj, revealing goosebumps that beg to be soothed. In behind the scenes bj, she warms herself the only way she wants—slow circles over silk and skin until she’s trembling harder than the storm. Lightning flashes each time her breath hitches in behind the scenes bj. She times her final climb with the thunder; when it crashes, so does she—mouth open in a silent scream that behind the scenes bj records in perfect 4K. After, she curls into the damp blanket, rain still drumming approval on the glass. behind the scenes bj feels like the coziest secret you’ve ever been told.