One of my favorite things about women is watching them get dressed. Okay, I say “women” and that sounds objectifying…
I’ll rephrase.
I always love watching my girlfriends (by that I mean girlfriend-at-the-time, not multiple girlfriends) dress. It’s like getting confirmation that their flesh was meant for me, not for the world; that only my eyes, my hands, my mouth, get to experience them in their entirety.
I’m a naturally predatory and jealous creature; If I spy someone else eyeing my woman in a way that I deem too intrusive, I will step up and defend what is mine. So watching them shield their skin, after letting me at it… There’s just something so, so sexy about it.
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