Is mind-reading another one of your talents, miss Starkov? Because you take the words right out of my mind, the ideas grabbed straight from out of a dream. Of a naked body, spread out before me on the softest bed in the Palace. A dream about her gasping moans and my mouth sliding over her skin. Of exploring her body, that first careful taste to learn what makes her groan and gasp and give herself to me. A chance to worship her lips, to watch her head tip back in ecstasy when I slip my fingers inside of her.
Waking from a dream like that, I am nothing but a man desperately longing for this woman to come to me.
I have two and I will use them, m'kay?!?
Is mind-reading another one of your talents, miss Starkov? Because you take the words right out of my mind, the ideas grabbed straight from out of a dream. Of a naked body, spread out before me on the softest bed in the Palace. A dream about her gasping moans and my mouth sliding over her skin. Of exploring her body, that first careful taste to learn what makes her groan and gasp and give herself to me. A chance to worship her lips, to watch her head tip back in ecstasy when I slip my fingers inside of her.
Waking from a dream like that, I am nothing but a man desperately longing for this woman to come to me.