His voice was a rich baritone. Listening to it was like sinking into a gently bubbling hot tub filled to the brim with melted chocolate, letting the silky warmth shiver over your skin. She could not help but lean closer as he regaled her with stories, always pausing in the right places for her to comment, always allowing her to lead the conversation when it suited her to do so. The perfect gentleman.
His creamy voice had her always on the verge of a shiver. It was their first date. If he had tried to steal a kiss she might have slapped him, but if when asked for it with his delectably sonorous voice she was helpless to refuse it to him.
Such was the power of his mesmerizing voice.