The kind of man who makes your body obey before your mind catches up. M4F

Some nights, you want to be unraveled,without questions, without games. Just the right hands, the right voice, the right words at the right time.

I don’t play at confidence. I move with certainty. I read between the lines. I know when to speak and when silence itself can make your body ache.

You want to be handled, not asked. To be read like a page that only opens for the right touch. Maybe you’ll be quiet at first,testing, teasing. But eventually, you’ll be breathless in my messages, wet from a single voice note, shaking just because I told you not to touch yourself yet.

Whether you crave something deep and slow, or you just need to be taken apart with no apologies, I’m already in your head. And I won’t leave until your thighs are soaked and your voice is hoarse from saying my name.

Speak if you dare. Or stay silent, and hope I notice anyway.

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