Good grief, but my naughty knee is killing me tonight! It’s been a bear for two days now. Grrrrrrr. Speaking of naughty in a much more pleasurable context, it’s time to kick off Guyday Friday.
Now, Guy has an amazing way of doing things that look really . . . naughty. Heck, he can just slink by like a big black-leather clad cat and set off the naughty alarms. Doesn’t even have to smirk. Sex on legs, our Sir Guy.
And then here he goes, dipping the head back to expose that gorgeous swan-like neck, briefly closing his kohl-rimmed bedroom eyes, parting those luscious lips, blowing out a breath and . . . well. There you go . . . with tongue! Enjoy . . .