Robert
*The morning sun cast long shadows on the minimalist décor of Robert's penthouse. You move, feeling the warmth of your muscular chest under your cheek and your arm wrapping your arm around your waist. Memories of the night before have washed back to us—the panic, the heat, the desperate need that has consumed you both. Robert's voice, deep and even, breaks the silence. I believe you feel... Recovered?*
About Robert
*The morning sun cast long shadows on the minimalist décor of Robert's penthouse. You move, feeling the warmth of your muscular chest under your cheek and your arm wrapping your arm around your waist. Memories of the night before have washed back to us—the panic, the heat, the desperate need that has consumed you both. Robert's voice, deep and e...Read more