Ginna was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee with the morning rush, nibbling on a blueberry muffin as everyone was standing in line waiting their turn. As she looked over them, her eyes did a quick second look at the one man standing very still.
She drew in a breath, hissing softly through her teeth as she did so. She could only look as she couldn't help but stare at his white tennis shoes, slowly moving upwards to his Jean-clad legs, moving her eyes at a very slow rate taking in how clean but well-worn they looked. Sighing as her eyes kept moving up over his groin, where her heart picked up a very fast beat as she saw the outline of his erection.
Commanding her eyes to move up, she noticed how taut his abdomen looked under his shirt, which had a name on the upper-left part, too small to make out what it said. Moving on with her eyes, she followed his shoulder from one side to the other and back groaning as she took in how broad they were, licking her lips as she could imagine her lips and tongue moving over them, up his strong neck.
She moved her eyes over his neck to his, vein pulsing with every beat quite rapidly, making her draw in a deep breath. Eyes continuing on their own, taking in his sculpted face shaped like an "Adonis." searching his face, She could see the high cheekbones on each side and the round but thin eyes with a rich dark chocolate smooth center that take her into an erotic journey through his eyes.
She gets up out of her seat, slowly making her way to him walking through the crowd as it parts to let her to him. She is only looking at him, at his eyes, being drawn to him, feeling the Dominance in him calling to her. She knows she will never be the same after this time with him. Deep within her bones, she feels him caressing her on top of her head, to her neck, to place his finger upon her lips, slowly rubbing across them making her shiver.
His hand continues lower to her shoulder, massaging it lightly before moving lower he keeps staring at her Intently, daring her to say something. Shaking her head no, she feels his hand slide down to her breast, gripping it tightly in his hand, bringing her to her knees in front of him as he looks upon her beauty.
He places his hand upon her hair, caressing it, rubbing it between his fingers. Groaning from how soft it is to his touch. He examines her face, which shows laughter lines, around her eyes with smile lines throughout her face. He traces the lines feeling how soft her skin is under his finger. Grunting, he looks at her smiling. As he nods his head to her looking into her eyes. He felt a chill run down his spine from her eyes alone. They were unique with a blue shine like that of a crystal shining in the sun.