Now slide that cock right in between

You're looking at a petite body built for exactly this moment, soft curves pressed together around something thick and wanting.

You feel the pull of it — the way your eyes trace down slowly, caught on every detail, every inch of skin that makes your breath go shallow and your hands restless.

You already know how this ends: with your grip tightening, your focus narrowing to that single point of heat, and the image burning itself into the part of your brain that never quite lets go of what it wants most.