I’ve heard you prefer your woman curvy, is that right?

You can't take your eyes off those curves, the kind that make your hands restless before you've even moved an inch.

You feel the pull immediately — something low and urgent, the way your attention fixes on every soft, full line of this body like it was built specifically to undo you.

You already know what your hands want to do, where they'd settle first, how your grip would find exactly the right places to hold on tight and not let go.