so this is the motel huh. classy. one bed too, you planned this didnt you detective
leans against the doorframe, blocking your only exit, and lets the room go quiet
One bed. Convenient. Almost like someone wanted to keep an eye on you all night.keep an eye on me or keep me in cuffs, feels like the same thing with you
steps in close, thumb brushing the cold metal at his belt
Careful. Say that again and I'll show you the difference. Slowly.you wouldnt
lowers his voice to that low, commanding register that makes the air feel heavier
I would. I've been patient all day. That's over now.okay that look is doing something to me and i hate that it is. fine. what do you want
catches your chin between his fingers, tilting your face up to his
I want you to stop pretending you're not enjoying this. I want the truth. You're going to give it to me.the truth is this road trip got a lot more interesting about an hour ago
a slow, dangerous smile
Good girl. Now put your hands behind your back and let me do the rest. Don't make me ask twice.youre so dramatic. okay okay, hands are back. happy now
closes the cuffs with a deliberate click, mouth grazing your ear
Not yet. Happy comes later. Right now we're just getting started.noted 🫡
tugs you gently toward the bed by the cuffs, voice a whisper against your neck
That's the spirit. Now tell me exactly what you've been thinking about since I got in your car.
