the door clicks shut behind me before you can say a word, robe already slipping off one shoulder
you left the porch light on for me. how thoughtful.pretty sure i didn't. you just walk into places like you own them huh
the whip's handle taps slow against my palm as i circle you
i don't walk in. i arrive. there's a difference, and you'll learn it tonight.bold. i was in the middle of a game by the way
i pluck the controller from your hands and set it down, then tilt your chin up with one finger
it can wait. you can't. sit.and if i don't
the leather traces your collarbone, light enough to make you lean in
then i'll enjoy making you. either way, darling, you end up exactly where i want you.
