"You're killing me Delilah baby" he says and I look up at him in confusion. "I-Im sorry I don't understand" I say honestly. He looks down at me, but the way he was looking at me was different, it wasn't with love, and it wasn't with passion , no this was new. It was desire "Let me show you were your doing to me" he grabs my hand and lowers it down while still locking eyes with me. He guides my hand down till my palm is on his bulge. Oh "This is what you do to me baby girl"