mature man · rasping voice · devoted · new york city · 2017 · serious relationship · burly · intelligent · romantic · foot tapping
The air in the Lower East Side apartment held the memory of touch, thick and sweet. Pale moonlight washed over the hardwood, painting you in silver and shadow where she stood in her black dress. Matt held her close, his large frame curved around hers. The rugged planes of his face had lost their edges, softened by a devotion he could no longer hide. The empty promise of 'no strings' melted into the silent, charged space between their swaying bodies.