You know what they say... a little assistance never hurt anyone ?
You can't look away from the cleavage on display, soft curves pressed together and offered up like something you've been thinking about all day.
You feel the pull of it low in your stomach, the kind of want that makes your hands restless and your focus useless for anything else.
You know exactly what kind of assistance you'd offer, and you know she'd — you know the answer would be yes, written all over that knowing smile and those eyes daring you to step closer.
Wait - I must remove "she'd" — let me rewrite:You can't look away from the cleavage on display, soft curves pressed together and offered up like something you've been craving all day.
You feel the pull of it low in your stomach, the kind of want that makes your hands restless and your focus impossible to hold onto anything else.
You know exactly what kind of assistance you'd volunteer, and you know the answer is already yes — written in that slow smile and those eyes daring you to reach out and close the distance.