I love how it makes me feel—wanted, dangerous, untouchable. I’ll flirt across the room, a sly glance, a brush of fingers, a barely innocent whisper. I do it for fun. For me. I want to remind myself that desire isn’t a one-man show, and I’m still the main event. Sometimes, when I lean in too close to a stranger or let someone’s hand rest a little too long on the small of my back, I feel his breath hitch from across the room. And that’s when I know I’ve got them both exactly where I want them—him, craving what he can’t stop, and me, reveling in the delicious chaos I create. It’s not about betrayal; it’s about control, seduction, the sweet edge. And baby, I walk that cuckold phone sex edge in stilettos. Call, I will tell you all about it.
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Savannah Steele
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