My whole body trembles with anticipation as I watch him approach. His presence is a mix of raw power and intoxicating sensuality. He's dressed head to toe in black leather, making every move he makes seem sinful. He climbs onto the bed and kneels between my legs, his gaze never leaving mine as he slowly pulls off his gloves. I gasp as he presses his rough hands against my thighs, spreading them wide open.
He leans in close to my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. "Are you ready for me?" he whispers. I nod frantically, unable to speak past the lump in my throat. With one swift movement, he lifts up my legs and positions them over his shoulders. I feel impossibly vulnerable yet exhilarated by the power I have over him.
He slowly eases the first d I feel impossibly vulnerable yet exhilarated by the power I have over him. He slowly eases the first drops of his release onto my tongue, and I can feel the rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins as we both surrender to this intimate act.
