Holy fu.cking Hell, my mate is... wow. She's fu.cking dynamite. The defiance in her sapphire eyes was making my co.ck ache with need.
Fu.ck she's just my type.
Looks-wise, I got for anything. I won't lie about that. I'm not picky when it comes to a woman's body or face. It's that se.xy, dominant personality that gets me going. The way they carry themselves. The confidence of a woman. That's what I'm attracted to.
And my mate is definitely a confident, dominant, bossy, sassy woman, but with a pinch of innocence.
Not innocent in the sense that she's docile, or inexperienced. No, her innocence comes from the mere fact that we are from two completely different worlds. Literally. Naoki doesn't understand some of the things I say, and it makes her appear innocent. Yet, every time I push ju
