His hands, there is something seductively wicked about a mans hands…
Midday musings…
The way they bring me to the edge just by a single touch…
The way they bring me to the edge just by a single touch…
His hands, there is something seductively wicked about a mans hands…
The mere sound of his voice was like a mini orgasm
“Chemistry sparked across the room as I slowly sipped my wine. Unable to break the eye contact, my god he is hot!! I can feel the attraction uncoiling between us, dragging me in, pulling us under a hormone induced spell.My nipples reacting instantaneously as he licks his lips after a swig of beer. Gotta love a man who drinks beer! Something primal kicks in and switches into overdrive as a gush of lust washes over me.