Hard Crush Fetish -

"Hey, Lena," Mark said, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. "What's on your mind?"

Lena's voice caught in her throat as she struggled to form words. She knew she should play it cool, pretend like she wasn't completely enthralled by him. But she couldn't help herself – she was drawn to Mark like a moth to a flame. hard crush fetish

As Mark's gaze locked onto hers, Lena felt her heart stumble. For a moment, she thought she saw a flicker of interest in his eyes, a spark that hinted he might just be interested in exploring the intense attraction that simmered between them. "Hey, Lena," Mark said, his deep voice sending

Mark raised an eyebrow, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Impressive?" he repeated, his voice low and husky. But she couldn't help herself – she was

The smile on Mark's face grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Is that what you like?" he asked, his voice dripping with suggestion. "The way I make you feel?"