azure enchantment

I hung up the phone, changed my clothes and without wasting a moment, I cruised on over to Beth’s place. I felt a little uneasy about what I was doing; dropping everything for her, again, letting myself play the lackey, again, being the giving side of a one-sided relationship, again, but I immediately forgot my concern for self-respect when Beth came to her door. In a flash, all questions of my self-worth vanished before the azure enchantment of her smiling eyes, a vision sorely intensified by the low cut t-shirt Beth wore. I wanted to be her pawn. Any pretense of dignity was readily abandoned as I helplessly leered at the naked swells of her bosom, stared deep into the valley of her cleavage. Beth held a picnic basket in the crook of her arm.

Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances


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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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