Their eyes lock onto each other’s from across the room. She was dressed dominantly powerful, but so was he. She immediately took to his persona from their very first stare-down. Once their eyes locked, she began to mist in secret dark places only she could feel. Then. . .
He swaggered over to her in a casual walk of power. His power dripped out of his every pore, but her dominance was yet to be engaged. He smiled and she felt his pleasure trickle-flowing in her mouth at the same time her tangy hot, honey got him drunk on her Superiority. As he got closer, the more he became her submissive, and she was his dominant!