What could I say about him that I haven’t already said before about any other guy I fell head over heels for? Intelligent is one word, obnoxiously right was another way to put him. He was quick with a joke and a comeback, able to meet my sarcasm with a passion of his own. I was drawn to him the first time I saw him, his charisma was intoxicating and the way he made me laugh was a high I hadn’t felt in a long while. He easily had ten inches on height over me, which always made it easy to look up at him through my eyelashes, one of my favorite seduction tactics. His hair was long enough I could run my hands through it and grip firm while I rode his face, his beard tickling my thighs as he teased my clit with his tongue through my panties. His eyes always seemed to go a darker blue when passion took over him, looking up at me through my breasts, watching me bite my lip and moan.