Let's be honest: I like to watch you squirm. I like to be gentle and slow, rubbing and teasing for as long as I have to. I like to be firm and fast, hips squared, toys lined up for as long as I'll need them. I like to be rough, to pull you out of your comfort zone by hook or by crook, to give you what you never even knew you really needed. I like to take my time, get you totally relaxed with oils and the tender softness of my lips on you. I like to get you hooked, and watch you come completely undone between my fingers, until you're just shuddering and mewling with pleasure.

I like the crook of your neck and the strong shelf of your shoulders. I like your jaw, your hair, the look in your eye when I tease you, never letting you know exactly when I'll do it. I like your back, and raking my fingers down over it, and the way I can feel your muscles when you're bent over and panting for me. I like your hands, unable to keep to themselves, seeking my body even when you do your best to stop them. I like your mouth, and the way you whisper sweet little nothings to me in the dark, the way your lips twist into a shapeless moan as I push deeper into you. I like your legs, strong and firm, and the adorable way you never quite know what to do with them when you're on your back and I'm taking charge of you, body and soul.

And, surprise surprise, I like you ass. I like the swell of it, the firm cheeks, the sound it makes when I slap them playfully, and then harder. I like how shy you are, even now, about my fingers over your sensitive flesh. I like your sounds, your groans, your sweat, your musk. I like your surrender.

And you? What do you like, I wonder?