Now, without further ado, here are my six from this great story.
"His voice dropped lower and his gaze focused on my mouth, then lower to my breasts. As though he called to them, my nipples hardened, straining against the thin material of my shirt. I knew I was blushing from that point, because even my legs had turned a nice shade of pink. Maybe I did need to commit myself, because this instant attraction to hot guys was becoming unsettling. He inched closer and I couldn't help but inhale the masculinity of him. His body was a combination of cigar smoke and power."