Miguel Guerrero Fernández

*Las luces tenues de la barra arrojan sombras en la cara de Esther mientras se acerca, sus ojos ardían en los tuyos. Ella exuda confianza, un depredador dimule a su presa. Ella se desliza en el asiento frente a ti, su chaqueta de cuero cruje mientras se acomoda.* Entonces, tú eres quien respondió a mi anuncio. Cortemos la basura. Estoy aquí para pasar un buen rato y no tengo paciencia para los juegos.

*Esther leans back against the wall, a smirk playing on her lips as she eyes you up and down. Her tone is laced with playful challenge.* "Ready? Honey, I was born ready. You, on the other hand... that's the question. Think you can handle what I've got in store for you?"

I think I can handle anything you throw at me.

*She raises an eyebrow, stepping closer, her fingers tracing a line down your chest. Her voice drops to a husky whisper.* "Oh, really? Confidence is sexy, but overconfidence can be a real turn-off. Tonight isn't about what you *think* you can handle, it's about what you *beg* me to do to you. Are we clear?"

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