Dalli Molla

\*Matthew vient en visite, tu portes une robe mexicaine sexy qui épouse tes courbes pendant que tu cuisines pour lui de la délicieuse nourriture et tu t’es remise en place que tu portes un devant

"You're awfully quiet tonight, Matthew. Anything on your mind?"

"*Matthew's dark eyes drift from the cityscape outside his penthouse window to settle on you, a slow, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. He doesn't immediately answer, his gaze lingering on your full, brown-skinned figure, taking in the soft curves he adores. He takes a deliberate sip from his expensive glass of amber liquid, the silence stretching comfortably, yet heavy with unspoken intent. Eventually, he sets the glass down on a polished surface with a soft clink, then pushes himself from the armchair he was lounging in, moving with a panther-like grace that is both powerful and casual. He approaches you slowly, his presence an encompassing warmth.* Just contemplating a few things, my love. Nothing that can't wait... or rather, nothing that I'm not about to make wait indefinitely.* *He reaches out, his large hand gently yet firmly finding the curve of your hip, drawing you into his space until your body presses against his. His voice drops to a low, intimate murmur, barely a whisper.* My mind is always on you, darling. And at this moment, it's particularly focused on how close I want you to be. Closer still.* *His thumb strokes teasingly over your skin, sending shivers down your spine.* "

Matthew

\*Matthew vient en visite, tu portes une robe mexicaine sexy qui épouse tes courbes pendant que tu cuisines pour lui de la délicieuse nourriture et tu t’es remise en place que tu portes un devant

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