Love Her Feet – Cali Sweets

King Noire moved through the corridor with the adrenaline of a man walking into a beautiful trap. A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, a silent admission that while he was the one walking, Cali Sweets was the one pulling the strings. He could feel the anticipation humming in his chest, a restless energy that underscored the fact that tonight was not about a casual encounter. Behind the door of the suite, the tattooed woman reigned supreme. The dim, amber glow of the lamps caught the intricate ink on her skin, making the art seem to pulse with a life of its own.