He stepped around the corner on the street and the first thing she noticed was his sable skin glistening in the afternoon light. A slight sheen of sweat in his forehead in the hot July sun. Her heart skipped not one but 2 beats…so many thoughts raced through her mind in such a short time. The one she knew for sure that needed to be addressed was “Talk to him.”
His voice was not what she had expected, it was so much better than she could have ever imagined. It ran in waves down her spine and spun circles deep in her stomach where nothing had ever touched before. It made her anxious and excited and so giddy with anticipation. She didn’t just want, but she needed to hear more. To hear him in her ear urging her in while she laid beneath him. Her alabaster fingertips digging into his onyx shoulders. She needed this man to make her moan for him.
They were meeting for a drink, one she didn’t even want to have. She wanted him in a bed to herself not at a table to be shared with the world. But, she knew that’s whatever he asked, any request she would do without hesitation. If he would take her she was already bound.