"Fair enough." Emma said. "I will let you know when I'm free"
"Yeah. By six. You better don't change your mind. We have a lot to talk about"
He moved closer, invading her professional space and making her dizzy with his too-large presence. As if he understood his effect on her, he glanced at her and smiled. This close, the sheer weight of him became his most obvious and overwhelming attribute.
Emma had always found some irresistible lure in the size and weight of men. Their solidity. Their strength. It was a quality that was never more apparent than when a guy was naked against her, moving inside her, all that force and heft and power barely restrained.
Emma sighed. If she kept up this line of thinking, she would definitely end up doing something she would later regret. Like invite Daniel to be her own personal muse for the night.
Emma discreetly tried to wipe away the film of perspiration that had formed on her upper lip.