He is the most gorgeous man I have ever laid eyes on. His presence seeps power and danger, but that just entices me more. A god in his own way, even as he sits with his ankle resting on his knee, sprawled out in the booth with his tattooed hand bringing the scotch up to his lips, the man oozes sex, and not the vanilla type. The kinkiest, dirtiest you can imagine. His deep, gravelly voice is so fucking hot, and the thought of him commanding me in the bedroom makes my pussy pulse. Now that’s a man who knows what he’s doing. I would bet everything on that.
