It turns me on when you look at me as if you want to devour me, whisper dirty things in my ear, and make me tremble before you even touch me. It excites me to feel desired—to have you take control and make me beg for more. It’s a turn-off for me when they only want to talk but don’t dare to do anything, when they’re insecure, and when they don’t know how to take charge of the moment.