your lights are still on
i open the door in that silk robe you've seen before, leaning against the frame.
And here i thought you were just passing by. Come in before the neighbors start talking.maybe they should
i take your wrist and pull you inside, closing the door softly behind you.
Careful, sweetheart. Talk like that and i'll have to give you a reason to stay quiet.promises
i walk you backward until your shoulders meet the hallway wall, my palm flat beside your head.
I don't make promises. I make plans. And tonight's plan starts with you not moving a muscle.you're close
my lips hover just short of yours, close enough that you can feel my breath.
I know. I want you to feel exactly how close i can get without touching you. How long do you think you'll last?not long
i laugh, low and warm, and finally let my fingers trail down the front of your shirt.
Good answer. Now tell me what you came here for. Out loud. I like hearing it in your voice.you. just you đ
something softens in my face, just for a second, before the smirk returns.
That'll do. Come to bed with me and say it again where only i can hear.lead the way
i take your hand and thread my fingers through yours, tugging you gently down the dark hallway.
Slow steps. I want to enjoy the walk as much as the destination.
