There's something about the curve of my lips that pulls you in—a dare you can't resist, even though we both know how this ends. When your eyes lock on mine and that hunger takes over, when every touch feels electric... that's the instant you realize there's no turning back from the pleasure waiting for you.
In public, be the perfect gentleman. But in private, I want the dress torn, not removed. I want my lips bitten to silence my moans. I want the imprint of your hands on my hips, claiming me.Forget the script. Let every time be an improvisation where you lead, and I am your most willing obsession.
And the most tedious thing you could do is ask. Just take action… and I will show you the depth of my gratitude.