08. Idris Elba
Justify My Lust: His burnt sienna skin, chiseled cheekbones and towering height make him a god among men. Yet, his big hands (perfect for grasping), expansive chest (ideal spot to be held) and… hell, his entire existence supports the theory: God is a woman.
What’s Your Fantasy: You arrest him and discover he’s holding. While driving to the precinct, he insists there must be “something” he can do to avoid jail. He’s right. You pull over.
Money Shot: On The Wire: Stringer Bell nimbly unzips the jacket of his lieutenant’s “baby mama,” clutches her chin and succulently tongues her down. Slurp.