I don’t ease you in. I pull you under. The second the door locks, my mouth finds yours, my hands claim what’s mine, and I don’t stop until you’re shaking. I like the way your breath catches when I take control, the sound you make when I refuse to rush, the way your body answers before your mind can catch up. Soft skin, hard want, and a night that leaves you ruined in the best way. No teasing for the sake of it. Just pure, relentless heat. If that’s what you need — I’m already ready.