I’m the reason hearts race and good intentions vanish in the dark. I don’t walk into rooms ? I claim them, with a gaze that undresses and a grin that promises wicked things.I taste like secrets and sound like sin, with a voice that slides under your skin and stays there long after I’m gone.I don’t do halfway ? it’s all heat, sweat, and surrender when I get involved. I leave bite marks on your thoughts and fingerprints on your fantasies. I’ll whisper filth in your ear just to watch your knees weaken. I crave the tension, the teasing, the [more]