Soft silk ties bind her wrists to the headboard in “he makes me wet,” leaving her helpless and dripping with anticipation. She writhes as a remote vibrator hums against her clit, controlled by unseen hands—or maybe just her own toes. Every buzz in “he makes me wet” makes her beg louder, hips thrusting into empty air. When permission finally comes in “he makes me wet,” she explodes—bound body shaking, breasts heaving, a gorgeous mess of surrender and ecstasy. Light bondage, heavy pleasure: “he makes me wet” delivers both beautifully. (249 words)