My breath grew short as my eyes danced across his body, fixated on his delicate frame and the curves of his tight biceps. His hand slid down his stomach as his hips thrust in perfect rhythm to the urge in my loins. I felt an electric spark emanating from his selfie, pulsing through my veins as I fought to suppress a moan. My heart raced as my hands slid down my chest, imagining it was his.