I seem shy - but once you start, I unfold. Love when a man takes my hand and I shiver right there. When he stares past one second and decides what next. New life means morning coffee, then his breath on my neck - no maybe.
What Turns Me On
Your fantasies: Dream about him pinning me against the lift wall, whispering don't be scared - after that I lose track of how we even made it home.
What I Do Best
Hands. Thin veins, strong fingers - especially when they slide down my neck or wrist. And voice: low, a bit gravelly, the kind that buckles my knees.
 
