Her eyes close to remember him standing over her. Tall, strong with hands rough from work. That slightly rough feeling sliding over her skin always drove her crazy.
Those twinkling blue eyes that watched her every move. He kept his distance till he could no longer bear it.
Holding the door open for her to walk past him and then the feel of his hand sliding over her ass.
She would grin back over her shoulder at him, letting her eyes tell him that he would get what he desired and more later.
The hot gleam in his eyes always got her squirming with anticipation.
It's's that delicate balance she craves. A sweet heart that beats inside a man who'll force her against walls and doors and likes the feel of her hair wrapping his hand.
Then the feel of his hand landing smartly against her bare ass and then the soft kiss to the heated skin afterwards.
The care in which he holds her tight to him when he has missed her will always show her he has a sweet heart in his chest with a dominant mans mind.
She adores him, every side and she will tend to her man as he desires for he will then place her on the pedestal to love as his queen.
its a delicate balance that is craved.
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