Hard Crush Fetish [updated] -

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?"

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. hard crush fetish

She'd had a crush on Mark for what felt like an eternity, but it wasn't just a gentle, fluttery feeling. No, hers was a hard, all-consuming crush – the kind that left her breathless and weak-kneed. The kind that made her fantasize about being dominated by him, about being pinned beneath his muscular frame. The smile on Mark's face grew wider, his

"Hey, Lena," Mark said, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. "What's on your mind?" For a moment, she thought she saw a

"I...I was just thinking," she stammered, her eyes drifting up to his. "You're really...impressive."

Lena nodded, feeling her cheeks heat up. "Yeah. You just...seem so...powerful."